I’m thinking about removing the minimalism part of the blog.
Woah, ok, I said it. Even though that section is more of an ‘archive’, my minimalism posts get more traffic than anything I’ve written since. But for me, minimalism has served its purpose. It was a kick-start for the most tumultuous decade of my life. What a ride. Some minimalist principles are part of my life now and probably will be forever – but some are not. It was a tool for me, a way in, a way out. As I’ve said before, I’ve written all I need to about minimalism. I have nothing else to say.
Another reason for letting it all go is that the time I was writing about minimalism was not a happy time in my life. I was stressed beyond belief and on the road to burnout, although I didn’t know it at the time. I really, really wasn’t well, hanging by a thread, functioning on adrenaline and coffee. Now I am older, more settled, less stressed (mostly). Those posts bring back memories that I’d rather move on from.
I worry about the loss in traffic, although I’m starting to worry a little less. I worry what page Google will relegate my site to, even though I’m probably on page 40 already (After years of attempting to understand it, I cannot for the life of me raise even an iota of interest in SEO). People find my blog through googling minimalism. But that’s kind of the problem. I don’t write about minimalism any more.
I think it’s time. To let go of that time once and for all. I’ve changed, my interests have changed, my life has changed. My writing has changed. I have changed.
But ahhh… I just can’t press that button…