If you could peek behind the curtains and see what makes this blog roll happen, what would you see? A very tired woman, trying to make a difference in the world. And what’s the point, eh? Why do I even try?
Does FemaleProfessional have a million followers, hundreds of shares on IG, and a feature article in Forbes? Heck no. Will this be the launch of a new career, will the Big Cheese take notice, or will this blog ever make any money? Don’t count on it. Oh, so do I just love pictures of myself, encroaching on the busy schedules of other women, and using my time to give free advice? Um…hello? Not in the slightest.
So…why do I even try? I recently went through an introspective exercise (which I will be sharing in a future post) and it caused me to evaluate how I measure success and how I view myself. Fascinating to really take time for that sort of self-evaluation. Truth is, it feels amazing when I get an email from a reader saying how much such-and-such post meant to them, or how it helped them with something. Amazing. And yet, there are 15 hour work days, laundry and cooking, family members who need my time, struggling friends who need to vent, and crazy stuff like my car windows getting smashed and dealing with repair shops and insurance people. (And yes, ALL of that has happened in the past month, so please forgive the gap in posting on the blog).
So…why do I even try? Compared to fashion bloggers, FemaleProfessional is a joke. Compared to Forbes and Insider, the distribution is puny. Compared to __(fill in the blank)__I’m a failure. Ah, and that’s exactly the crux of the issue. If I compare myself, my career, my personal life, my hobbies, my blogging to anything or anybody, I will always conclude that I’m a failure. Maybe you’ve felt this way, or maybe it’s just me. But, as I have taken time away from social media and really done some introspection, I have remembered what I knew when I was younger and fearless–I am unlike anybody I’ve ever met, or ever will meet. I can’t compare my life to anyone else, because I am unlike anyone else. And although my small-town mannerisms, and simple syllogisms may not disrupt markets or cause new waves of societal trends, I have within me (and you have within you!) power to make a difference. I recognize that I’m not Superwoman (much as I wish I had those abs) and most of my ambitions are just beyond reality. But for anyone else who has struggled to feel like her job, her schooling, her service projects are worthwhile, I leave you this saying which has empowered me to keep trying:
I can’t do everything all the time, but I can do something to make a difference today.
So…whatever your jam, your mo-jo, the thing that floats your boat, keep it up! Stop comparing yourself to others. Stop comparing your weaknesses to others’ strengths. Define success and happiness for yourself, and then pursue that. OK?