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A missing blogpost and a cocktail - why am I so demanding on myself?

There was no blog post last week, as you may have noticed (if anyone even did notice at all eheh). For the first time in like ever - aside from when I'm away on summer vaycay, that is - I didn't post at least once a week. And I felt like a failure. I felt like I was letting people down. I felt like I didn't even deserve to exist, let alone run a food blog, if I failed to post at least a recipe per week. The fact is, and ugly as it may be, NO ONE CARES. Like, so what if I don't post that regularly, who's gonna care about it, who's it gonna hurt?

Well, apparently me. I'm the one who's being let down, in the end, as I have this vision of myself where I need to be able to get a certain amount of things done per week, lest I am hit with some sort of terrible curse that will destroy me - like, OCD much? - or cripple me. One of them, of course, is posting a recipe a week. That means I need to have developed said recipe, cooked the dish, photographed the set, …

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