Today is the one year mark where I declared my little corner on the internet, wrote my first official post and nervously clicked “publish.”
So many thoughts run through your mind when you decide to put yourself out there. I had wanted to start a blog for years prior to my start date. But, you want to know the number one reason I DIDNT start? The fear of what others would think of me. I know, silly. I hate admitting that I’m one that cared too much about what other people thought of me, but I can tell you through this year I’ve been getting over that.
While I still have so much to learn about this blogging world, I have already learned and accomplished a lot. So today, I’m proud. Today, I’m not looking at what all my blog isn’t or what it needs to be. Today, I’m looking at what it is and what this year has taught me. As cheesy as it sounds, it’s been there for me in the most insane year of my life. Through exciting times, and not so exciting times. This year has had it’s fair share of both.
So, here is what my one year of blogging has taught me:
I’ve never had social media be such a core topic than this year in LA. It’s almost frustrating at some points and I have often taken a break to delete the ole Instagram app and instead turn back to my journal. I love that social media gives people the ability to connect, but I find that it can also do the opposite. I’ve been in situations where I’m with a person and I feel like they’re not even there. I’ve been in situations where I’ve literally heard someone say “people only want the highlight reel….don’t post that” *Rolling my eyes HARD*
I’ve been around people who have 100K followers, but who look very sad and empty waiting to get validation through their number of likes, comments and fan pages (ugh.. I cringed typing that last part!)
What I want you to know, is that I’ve witness that and it’s taught me that the internet means absolutely nothing. Zip. I promise to always intentionally try to keep it real over in this little corner. You can find me burning my toast on the daily, tripping over everything, and 98% of the time stressed- but that’s life and I’d rather share that part with you.
Truth is, I wish I could say I always choose the latter but that’s not the case. Just yesterday I was watching the Emmys and feeling the comparison bug drop over my shoulder. But you know what I did after? I came home, made a list of everything I want to accomplish this week and decided that I was not going to let comparison or fear win. So the next time you find yourself dissecting the details of some girl that lives in Barcelona or New York and comparing your morning messy hair and eye crusties to her at the Eiffel Tower, just remember my words. There is no one like you, and she has eye crusties in the morning, too. We all do.
So with that I’m signing off. Time continues to fly by and by no time I will be sharing my lessons of year two. I know it’ll be a good one.