A blog about not being able to write a blog | by Lilianbag | Sep, 2025

Have you ever had one of those days when you just couldn’t think of what to write? And somehow, trying harder makes the mental block worse.

Do we just give up in those moments?

Today, I set myself a goal to write a personal blog.

I see them as safe spaces where we can be ourselves. I packed my laptop in my bag and set out to find a café. There’s something about cafes that I love, especially cozy, quiet ones.

I find myself gazing out the window, noticing the cloudy sky, the buildings around me and people coming and going. There’s no rush to be somewhere or get things done.

Time slows down, almost like it’s giving us permission to just exist in that space without expectations or demands.

Sometimes, that’s when our ideas start to flow.

At least that’s what I hoped. I imagined myself being productive. I sat in Costa and placed my laptop on the wooden table. The coffee machine hummed and hissed behind me. Songs played and faded into the background.

I opened the word document but froze just as I went to type the first sentence. My mind went completely blank, like the page in front of me.

Do you ever go through days when your creative flow stops?

It felt like today was one of those days. Every time I pushed myself to think of something, my brain fog got worse.

The feeling started washing over me. It’s difficult to put into words. It felt like things around me became hazy, including the tables and the people around me. My own body felt distant to me like I was dreaming.

I felt a warm numbness wash over me.

Maybe it was stress or the fatigue from the night before setting in. Or maybe my sleep deprivation was finally catching up to me. I honestly can’t tell anymore.

I wrote a list of personal experiences my blog could be about, reminiscing as if I relived each one. I wanted to feel something, anything, like a feeling of nostalgia people sometimes feel, except I didn’t.

I felt completely empty as if there was nothing there and my motivation to carry on disappeared.

I knew there were probably a million things I could write my personal blog about. But I was too tired to write about something deep and meaningful today.

Is it even possible to pour our feelings out if we have none to give?

I couldn’t muster up what little energy I had left. I’m not someone who can easily pretend. Fake it till you make it just doesn’t work on me. My heart wasn’t in it.

Just when I was about to pack my things and go, it struck me. We can technically write about anything we want right?

What if I write about it? That feeling of not being able to think of what to write about.

So here I am writing a blog about not being able to write a blog

It’s perfect because it feels authentic, like me and it’s the only thing on my mind right now. I want to prove to myself and anyone reading this that you can write a blog even if you feel stuck.

You don’t need to have lots of wisdom or an engaging story.

You can write a blog about anything. You can do it because you felt like it or because you were bored…

and that’s good enough.