When I first started my blog I was fresh out of college, and after the magazine I was writing for folded, left without a job. It was a scary time, but I was luckily visiting my BFF (pictured below – love ya Megz!) who gave me the brilliant idea of starting my own blog. I started it that night without a clue what I was doing. I created it as a creative outlet to fulfill that need to write every day, as well as a place to put all the tons of articles I had already written for the now-folded magazine. That year I had made it a goal to write every single day and three years later, I’m still going strong. Through the process, I’ve learned a lot about myself.
Growing up, I always thought I wasn’t creative. I didn’t do well in art classes and excelled in maths and sciences. After freshman year of high school my (horrible, destructive) English teacher even bumped me down from honors English to regular. I never thought I would be a writer simply because I was told I wasn’t good at it. Today, I’m constantly told by readers that they enjoy my posts because of the well-written content. That means the world to me. Blogging taught me that I can be a writer and I am a creative person. I even started offering blog design services last year! Take that, art class.
I remember as a child, my mom always told me I was lazy if I didn’t do my chores on time or if I wanted to sleep in on the weekend. I still don’t do my chores on time and I so sleep in more than I should, but I’m definitely not lazy. School was always easy for me and I never had to study as much as my friends, which is another thing that made me feel like maybe my mom was right. Now that I have something that I am truly passionate about, I work my ass off. Blogging taught me that I am a really hard worker. I can grow my brand to make a pretty decent living for myself.
I didn’t know what I wanted to do with my life until probably two years into blogging. I had no idea that working for myself would even be an option. I never did well with authority as a kid–I could never grasp the concept that someone else knew what was better for me than me–and I still don’t today. I worked for someone else for a whopping 8 months before I just couldn’t take it anymore. I didn’t know what I was going to do, but I knew I had to do it on my own. After a while, I began to see that blogging could be a real option for me. Blogging taught me that it can take a long time to find your passion. And there’s nothing wrong with that, because once you figure it out, nothing will stop you from pursuing it.
It’s been a long road with lots of unexpected bumps, twists and turns along the way, but I wouldn’t change a second of it.
What has blogging taught you about yourself?
Photos by Johnny Cheng.