Giving People What they Want

Seems like the straightforward thing to do to get them to give you their time of day, isn’t it?

That’s the advice I was given when I said I wanted more readers for my blog. I don’t know what it is about me. Maybe it’s the part of me that’s a writer that is always craving attention. (Sigh) But whenever I moan about not making a good enough impression on any kinda crowd this is what people ALWAYS tell me. “If you want them to like you, give them what they want”.

What happens when you do that? I’m not gonna say that I haven’t tried it. I have. Time and again. Failed and succeeded. The whole shebang. But I think at the end of the day I just stopped being myself. What’s the point in impressing anyone if you did it in the guise of someone else? I don’t understand the satisfaction in that.

I’ve given it some careful thought. I, like every other writer here want my blog to do well. But I’m not suddenly going to start writing about things I don’t care about for the views. Don’t get me wrong. Making my readers happy is important to me. But I believe that they come here for me. So I’m gonna make sure that this site no matter what, stays what it is. I will make sure that whenever you read anything on this site, it always feels like you’re hearing it from this same girl. And thank you for all the support so far. I’ve been a bit down lately but I’m back. 🙂 Stay tuned for more obsession this week!

– The Obsessive Writer.

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The Relationship Rule Book.

What defines a good relationship? How far are you willing to adjust for the person you love?

I hear people defining rules and standards for a good, “socially acceptable” relationship every day. It’s hard to not let it get to you. Sometimes it’s easy to let those standards they dictate define your own relationship. It happens to the best of us.

Everyone has their own definition of what’s right and wrong. Is it okay to look at another women as long as it doesn’t get physical? Is it okay as long as the woman you’re attracted to is an actor or any other unattainable person? Whenever I find myself talking about this, I stand corrected. Good men, women, people I respect they all stand by these socially acceptable standards like it’s made of stone. To all of them I say, Fuck you. I do not apologise.

I live by my standards, and my standards only. I decide whether I’m okay with the things the man I love does. We decide what goes and doesn’t go in our relationship.

But in the end, when push comes to shove, all those standards, no matter who makes them, they go in the trash. A good relationship is simply two people who will not be pulled apart even if the whole world tried to split them up. There is a natural feeling of forever when you think of them and even if a mountain suddenly sprouts up in between you two, you’d climb it in a heart beat, without a second thought. That’s what defines a good relationship.

– The Obsessive Writer

The Birthday Post

I was born on the 20th of January, 1998. Birthdays have always meant a lot to me. There were mandatory surprises and friends and family members trying their best to make my day special. I’ve always been lucky when it comes to these things. This year was a little different. It was a little crazy. And there were fewer people involved. Initially I thought it would be a bummer. I wasn’t even excited for this birthday to begin with because I thought the fewer the people, the less fun things would be. But man was I wrong. It’s not the size of the circle. It’s how tightly knit it is, that matters. In my case I just needed one person to have the best 20th birthday anyone could have. I had to write about this because it feels like the end of an era. I can no longer call myself a teenager. That part of my life is over. Being a teenager was literally my identity. In fact a year or so ago even my blog was called “Teenblogzz”. And right now if you searched my blog you will find a million instances where I make teenager references. It feels so strange that I’m not one anymore. But I am happy that I got to do everything I wanted and be everything I wanted to be in these years. There were ups and downs but I wouldn’t change a single detail.So, dear Teenage, It’s been a pleasure. I guess this is good bye. :)- The Obsessive Writer- The Obsessive Writer

I Am My Favourite Writer

I know what this must sound like. If I ever saw a title like that, I’d think two things. One – they’re a narcissist, and two – they’re a bit of a bragger if they’re calling themselves a writer. But honestly, there’s nothing wrong with being a narcissist. You’ll always have someone to love you. Yourself. Anyway, getting to the point of why I’m writing this. Yes there’s more to this than just showing off how obsessed I am with myself. Just hold on a little longer and read through.

When I read something, the degree of how much I like it often depends on how much I can relate. If it’s fiction, I imagine myself as the protagonist. If it’s just some random writing, I see if it applies to me. Sometimes I just wonder if that piece of writing makes me feel anything. So when I go through my blog, each one of those checkboxes gets a little tick. Everything I write is somehow based on personal experiences. So one scroll down the feed on my blog is essentially a stroll down memory lane. Jeez. That’s some quote worthy stuff isn’t it? I get this way when I’m passionate about what I’m saying. You might ask me now. What is the purpose of this post? Well, it’s that no matter who you please or impress. Write for yourself. Write something you’ll be able to look at years or even just days later and smile because of it. Today I feel like a writer. Not because of someone else. Not because of a nice little compliment. I am indeed very thankful for all the wonderful things everyone says. But today I feel like a writer because I scrolled through my blog and enjoyed what I read.

– The Obsessive Writer


If you could relate to this, share your “I am my favourite” story with me in the comments below or in a post of your own and link back to me. I will check it out! 🙂 Happy Blogging!

Never Give Up.

I’ve been blogging for years always hoping for the next big thing, looking forward to that imminent break that I think I’m going to get. Some of us don’t get big breaks. We get small, moderate breaks that we have to live with.

What happens then? I’m constantly battling with this question. Do you give up and go in search of the next thing you might be the best at or do you keep going at whatever you’re doing already?

I purchased this domain a few months ago thinking I’ll do this if I can make the amount of money I put into it within a year. But that’s most likely not going to happen as WordAds doesn’t really yield much profit for a site like mine that barely receives average traffic. Maybe I haven’t satisfied that initial goal but I still feel like I’d rather continue with the blog. I will most likely press the renew button for the domain subscription when the time comes.

I guess this answers the question. To me, it doesn’t matter if I can’t be the best. Well it does matter and not being able to be amazing at this is kind of soul crushing but it doesn’t affect me enough to discourage me. It doesn’t bother me enough to get me to drop this. Because sometimes we get so emotionally invested in a dream that the journey itself seems worthwhile even if there’s a chance that we may never arrive at the rightful destination.

These are the kind of dreams I hope you fight for too. Never give up things that make you who you are. If the thing you’re battling with is also writing/blogging, join me on this relentless crusade. Let’s make the world a better place one blog at a time 🙂

– The Obsessive Writer

What Defines A Good Person? (Reblog of the Day)

This is something we can all relate to! A wonderful article by an amazing writer. This blog needs way more attention than what it’s getting. Please check out this talented writer’s post.

If you’d like to be featured on my blog, please check out this post and share your post in the comments.

– The Obsessive Writer.

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I have to ask myself this question all the time. I even ask my cat, Libra.

To me, a good person is someone who would return a wallet, as is, if found, regardless if the wallet had a shit ton of money inside. Why? Because this shows how strong their moral compass is, especially when given a situation that is very tempting.

A couple of days ago, I came across this kind of situation. It wasn’t a wallet though. I was at the gym near the squat rack and I noticed there were a couple of locking collars lying by the barbell I was about to use. Collars are clips that lock weights into place on a barbell. They cost around $20 – $50 for a pair and the ones I found looked pretty nice. No one claimed them and the gym doesn’t supply those because people would take them…

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Love Yourself

So many people rant about self-love, and I don’t know about you, but I often wonder things like, “They’re just saying that because they have someone” you know? I’m skeptical to people who have millions of loving people in their lives who talk about self-love being the only love that “matters”. And then there are those perfect, flat stomached, curvy girls who say looks don’t matter so don’t hate your body. Love it for what it is.

We all are in this journey in life to find someone to complete us. Some of think we already found them, some of us never stop looking and some of us hate our lives because we don’t have that someone. What is this someone for, you ask? It is to help bury all those insecurities. Am I pretty enough? Am I skinny enough? Am I funny enough? Am I lovable? Am I fun to be around? We want someone who’s going to answer all those questions in a positive way for the rest of our lives to feed our growing insecurities.

What if you’ve already got that person and you’ve no idea? What if I told you I know who completes you?

It’s you.

Yes, I’m starting to sound like those people who talk about self-love too, aren’t I? Well times have changed and I’ve had some growing up to do. It’s not just one or two but almost everyone who loves themselves seems to have a lot of people who love them. Everyone who feels confident about how they look is often perceived as beautiful and gorgeous. Are you seeing the common denominator here?

Be that person who sits on the bed with yourself and hold your own hand and stop those tears. Learn to cheer yourself up. You were born as a whole and you don’t need someone to complete you. Once you’ve reached that stage where you love yourself whether you lose that 10 kilos or not, those petty things won’t matter. And when you’re around people you’ll start thinking about how they make you feel rather than panicking about whether they like you or not. That’s the day you’ll find love, and friends and people who accept you for who you are. And that’s the day you’ll feel beautiful inside out.

– The Obsessive Writer