Blogging is super fun, and therapeutic, but it is also extremely terrifying. I have written posts and have stared at the PUBLISH button, shaking in fear.
“Here goes nothing!”
Then, I stew, and pace and regret for a day or two and then it passes.
Blogging can sometimes be more stressful than enjoyable. I enjoy the writing part immensely, but the silent echo after I hit publish is excruciating! It’s like throwing a piece of yourself into the void for mass humility , they (the readers) can think you are dumb, or genius, it is so unnerving.
ESPECIALLY when no one comments!
People! You don’t know HOW MUCH a comment means to a lonely blogger like me – it’s like gold, we treasure it.
It makes our day, and keeps us going, it’s like fuel, and bread and breathe….okay.
Bloggers write for themselves, but they are mostly writing for YOU. I often ask, what do people need today? Encouragement? A kick in the pants? A funny story?
I write for YOU.
I have to be so careful as a blogger, because I run a fine line between offending someone and being underwhelming. So sometimes when I write a potentially offensive piece, I am instantly transformed into a drunk teenager crying on the bathroom floor of a school dance, mascara dripping down her face, “no, no, nobody lilililikes meeeeeeee.”
Okay, I’m not that bad, you would not know it to look at me, but that is my internal state.
So – in celebration of all those hard typing bloggers out there who share their deepest darkest secrets, AND to all my readers who comment on my most insecure posts and make me feel better about myself. This BLOG POST is for you!
I thought I would display the 3 most nerve-racking posts I have published, the ones that had my hands fumbling and my legs shaking. They may not seem like a big deal to you, but I will explain why they were to me… Happy Reading!
This one came after a ladies lunch, where I sat around a table with a group of ladies, when the topic of allergies came up. I kept my peace for a moment, until one of the women added her opinion on our over reacting allergy society. She went on to say how she ‘snuck’ peanut butter sandwiches and treats to school all the time, despite the peanut ban, and told her kids how to be discrete. I was livid!
I am very careful as a writer to not be vindictive, or call someone out in a public way. But this one just had me going, and I couldn’t let it go. The reason why , is because 4 days before that conversation I spent 8 hours in the hospital with my teenaged daughter, who had come into contact with peanuts.
Man, I’m all riled up again just reminiscing on this post!
So though I was fuelled by “I need people to know how dumb this mindset is!”
I was nervous to offend this woman, with my rant.
But, I decided, it was worth it. My daughter’s life was worth it.
So I pressed PUBLISH.
You’re going along with life then all of a sudden WHAM! Life hits you like a dirty boot in the face, dragging you into your past, stirring up old feelings, and muddling it up with the present. You probably have no idea what I mean. This post will explain.
This one was probably my most feared post to publish, and it did ruffle some feathers. However, that’s what truth does sometimes, it makes us all freak out!
I have such a mandate in my spirit to stand up for the broken, unvalued and labeled woman. I want, especially in our churches and christian community to know how to treat women who come from brokenness.
So this post, came out of an incident which made me reflect on my past as a single mom.
I knew I was not alone
So I pressed PUBLISH.
Haha, this was a super fun post to write! It wasn’t super deep or personal, more of a rant on social media etiquette that I tend to write about a lot! But I was so tired of seeing boobs on Facebook, that I couldn’t shut-up about it!
I was sooo scared to post this because the rally behind breastfeeding, anywhere and everywhere, has been on the rise, and like any cause there are always extremists. I knew I could possibly infuriate some boob fanatics out there.
Before I posted my article, I searched up other ‘more popular bloggers’ who actually get comments. I looked at bloggers with a similar stance as me on exposed breastfeeding pics on Facebook. And they were SLAMMED! HARD by the nipple ninjas. So I was uber nervous to press send.
But as I was typing , I checked my Facebook feed, only to see a woman breastfeeding both her 1-year-old and 4-year-old – boobs out, no cover. and I was like……
Hey! Any fellow bloggers who are reading this, PLEASE leave a comment below and a link to your most feared PUBLISH! and why? I’d love to read it!