Blogging has completely changed from what it was a decade ago.
For the most part, I’m happy with how blogging has progressed and evolved into a professional platform where we can work with brands to effectively market and spread meaningful messages to our communities.
But change always leaves behind some good stuff.
One of the biggest casualties of the evolution of blogging is reality.
We lost reality.
We gained pretty pictures and polished posts, but we lost getting to see behind the scenes and relate to each other’s struggles.
I suppose not all bloggers left that behind… but as a whole, the blogosphere traded in ugly truths for pretty inspirations.
And like I said, I’m all for pretty inspiration. I enjoy scrolling through lovely Instagram feeds.
But the new blogosphere and the photo-edited social media feeds can lead us to perfectionism and make us feel inadequate and alone.
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So I wanted to pause our normal broadcasting for an old style blog post where I vent about my reality in order to release some of the pressure building within my own brain and remind you that other bloggers are so. far. from. perfect.
The Ugly Reality of My Life Right Now
First of all, I know that I’m lucky and I shouldn’t complain. Almost all of us are ridiculously spoiled when compared with most of the world.
And I’m not actually complaining… I just realize that it might sound that way, so I want to preface my words with that disclaimer.
I’m blessed. I have two daughters that I love indescribably. I live in the beautiful, peaceful, West Coast of Canada. And I get to work at home doing something that I love.
Life sounds pretty good, right?
I’m a single mom, battling depression, living in one of the most expensive places in the world, keeping up with a business that daily demands an inside view into a life of perfection and trying to make enough money to pay for a good life for my children while trying to simultaneously spend my precious time and attention on those beloved children.
So basically every day feels like failure.
I have everything, but I just can’t keep everything going and stay happy while doing it.
But I try.
Here is what my day looks like…
I drag myself out of bed, try to count my blessings, make school lunches, make breakfast, walk my kids to school, ignore the mess building up around me as I write and pin blog posts with pretty pictures, pick my kids up from school, take them to sports activities, help with homework, make dinner, read to them, and try to convince them to go sleep. Then I either pass out from exhaustion or prop myself back up in front of my computer to work late into the night.
So you see, my reality doesn’t look like a polished parenting blog.
But that’s okay.
I just want you to know what my life really looks like and maybe that will make you feel better if your life doesn’t look like a pinnable image.
The reality is my carpet is stained and covered in toys, but if we just zoom in tight enough, all you have to see is the laughter and lip gloss… and really, that’s mostly what I want my kids to remember anyway.
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