Back to writing. Back to blogging. Why? Because… why the heck not?
Writing has always been my medium of choice. Ever since I was a kid making up stories about pirates and dinosaurs, it’s been my go-to way of making sense of the world. It got me through school and uni, where I probably looked smarter than I was just because I knew how to package my essays better than most. But beyond that, it’s always been a passion.
When I moved to the UK and started working in a digital agency, I found myself surrounded by colleagues deep in the blogging scene (yeah, the good old days). Naturally, I started writing. A lot. For a stretch of time, I was posting daily—no niche, no grand plan, just reflections on my creative process and the mental battles of trying to become who I wanted to be. I was collecting thoughts, exorcising fears, and spilling them onto web pages. And I loved it.
But here’s the thing—the process was flawed from the start. I was young, a bit naive, and chasing this vague idea of “success” without really knowing what that meant. I wanted to be the best dev in the world but felt I didn’t have enough experience to write about that, so my posts drifted into vagueness. The only thing I cared about were vanity metrics I had no real chance of hitting.
I was inexperienced, writing in a language I was barely fluent in, and… well, writing about nothing in particular.
Writing for the wrong reasons quickly turned it into a chore. I wasn’t proud of what I was putting out there, and coupled with my chronic fear of looking silly, I started sharing less and less. Eventually, I was just posting without promotion, without outreach—without soul. And everything collapsed. I barely wrote anything public after that.
So, why start again now?
The answer’s simple. I’m older. Maybe not much wiser, but definitely less bothered about chasing some imaginary success. I don’t care about becoming a renowned writer or profiting from these posts. I just like making stuff. I’ve got a lot more development experience now, so maybe I’ll write about life through that lens a bit more. But I’m far from an expert, and I’ll never write from a standoffish, know-it-all point of view.
I just need something I enjoy—something that gives me a sense of connection in the truest sense. I want to say, “Hey, it’s Sim. I struggled with this; maybe it can help you.” That’d make me feel less alone in this wild journey that’s already taken me places I never imagined. Sharing it with the world—even if it feels like yelling into an empty canyon—makes it a little less lonely and a bit more real.
So yeah, it’s just me, Sim. A web developer with plenty left to learn but who usually figures things out. If you’re feeling like me, you’re not alone. Keep going. And if you want to connect, hit me up. I’ll be here—in front of my laptop, jotting down my next post or fixing some code that needs attention.