This has been on my mind for many months now and I believe it’s time to act on it. By “it” I mean my desire to disable comments on my blog posts. What brought this whole thing up in the first place was Jane Aldridge‘s post back in November when she disabled comments on her own blog. Here’s an excerpt:
“Comments aren’t necessary. The only reason I started this blog was to share my passion for clothing, and I’d like to keep doing that for a very long time..and I can do it just fine without any comments…maybe I’ll turn them on later, maybe not. It makes no difference to me.”
My reason to start this blog is different from Jane’s. My reason: Because I was never good at writing in a diary or journal.
It’s true. I don’t know what it was about them, but I could never commit myself to write inside a diary, even when I was little. So since those never worked out for me and seeing as I felt this great need, this urge to document my “journey through life” in some form or another, I resorted to blogging instead. Considering the amount of hours I spent online back when I was 14 or 15 (the age I first started blogging), it was really a no-brainer.
Now that that history lesson’s over, on to why I’ve decided to disable comments!
I don’t know about you, but I blog for me, not to get comments. I do it so that in the future, I can look back at my old posts and laugh at my silly 16-year-old self. So that I can remember the things that’s happened to me. So that I can unload some of the pictures rotting inside my hard drive.
I don’t want people to comment on my posts just so I can go visit their site and comment on theirs. I comment on other people’s blogs because I find their post interesting, not simply because they commented on mine. I hope people feel that way about my blog too; that they visit because they find it interesting, and not because they can gain more hits for their site.
I think the whole blogging community shouldn’t work this way. I commented on your blog, so now go visit mine and comment! It just makes for those short, quick, I-wasted-a-second-of-my-life-reading-this comments like, “Thanks for visiting my blog! Glad you had a great time at the park!” 
As I said before, this blog is my own little online journal. Journals don’t have a commenting page do they? So why should mine have one? And if anyone needed to contact me, they can just e-mail me anyway, so what’s the point?
Having said that, I will allow comments on future posts that require a stranger’s input, like if I were wondering where the best place was to get a falafel here in Toronto…or something.
One last thing—for those blogs I adore and often comment on, thank me for I have saved you from having to return yet another comment! Hooray!
Believe it or not, that block of wood my sister is standing in front of is actually a piece of artwork, and that scary gallery guard supervisor lady kept snapping at people who mistook it for a bench and children who climbed on it.
The whole building itself is just a wonderful mishmash of modern and classic architecture 
I decided to carefully extract my faves from the huge volume and hang it up on my bedroom wall to create an “inspiration wall” of sorts.