Is it weird that I get ridiculously excited about receiving blogger mail? That after a long hard day at work all I want is to curl up with my blogger goodies and pretend the world doesn’t exist. I think I am not alone when I say that ‘real life’ is boring and ‘blogging’ is my escapism. The truth is we all do jobs that we hate to keep our lives afloat but its ok. When the world is asleep we sit at our keyboards and speak our truths, marvel at the entrepreneurs we have become. Whether the world likes it or not we are ‘somebodies’ and are transforming the way society is run, one step at a time. I remember when I first started blogging and the mixed response I received. I was told that ‘blogging’ was just a hobby, it could never be my job. I would laugh at their cynicism and show the world that I was living out my dreams. Everyday I receive a new product, everyday there is a new accolade praising my work, everyday I smile at the business I have created. Now the possibilities are endless and thanks to brands like Trendeo I have long-term collaborations to keep my wardrobe happy.
In just a year I have gone from graduate to entrepreneur and it makes my heart swell with pride. I would never consider myself to be business minded as I am a creative and a thinker. However despite my misgivings I learnt how to navigate my career and mold it into an infinite reel of possibilities. No two days are the same and I know that being a blogger is tough but rewarding. What other job gives YOU total control and allows you to make your own decisions. It might be YOU alone on the playing field but one thing is for certain no matter how isolated you may feel, there will be a group of bloggers right behind you. I love blogging because it has shown me how to be a better person. I love blogging because no one can take away my creative licence and I love blogging because blogging is me. Blogging is the gateway to our happiness and mental state of mind and quite honestly I don’t know where I would be without blogging.
Pre-blogging I was in a bad place. I was tired, weak and my mental state of mind was on the edge. I thought I had lost everything and felt isolated and alone. Sure I had friends but they didn’t understand what I was going through and my mental issues cost me many friendships. I was depressed and anxious but worst of all unhappy. I just graduated on what should have been the happiest day of my life but instead I felt empty, like a spectator at my own funeral. All around me people laughed and cheered and I couldn’t bring myself to smile. I had worked three years to achieve this degree but I didn’t feel like I had achieved anything. It wasn’t good enough, I wasn’t good enough or so my demons would like to tell me. I was a big fat failure and whining about how much you hate yourself is never going to win you supporters so many of them fled into the shadows, afraid of what I had become. I was always known as the happy one, the girl who always smiled but truth was it was all one big lie. The lie was my entire life and finally when I acknowledged that I had a problem and needed help people turned away. They didn’t want to know the me that wasn’t ‘fun and jovial’ all the time.
When I found blogging it was like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders, I felt happier for the first time in years and met bloggers who were interested in what I had to say. There was no judgement here and it didn’t feel cliquey at all. Growing up I was always bullied for being different and having the ‘nerve’ to fight against the norm was considered a ‘punishable crime’ in itself. Even my own ‘friends’ would laugh at me and pretend I didn’t exist except when they needed something done. Here in the blogging world I am respected, people like me and while I know it is a virtual reality it is sometimes the strangers you meet who become your lifelong friends. Take Anna for example, after arranging a blogger meet-up we have been inseparable ever since and I know that she is my biggest champion. She picks me up when I am feeling down and makes me laugh until the cows go home. Its so cheesy but its one of the reasons that I love blogging, because good friends are like rare unicorns. When you find them never let them go.
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