At first, it was easy to keep my blog to myself, but as it became a bigger part of my life, it was harder to hide. Now most of my friends are bloggers, a lot of things I do are related to blogging and I have a permanent set up in my home for photos.
I’ve gotten a bit more brave about telling people lately. I think a lot of that is to do with me being prouder of my blog than I was when I first started. I’ve improved the site a lot so it’s not as cringy as it was before!
Being nominated for awards, being invited to do talks in London, getting paid to blog and being sent free stuff are all pretty cool things and when people find out I blog – I find myself explaining that side to it as well. I guess that’s imposter syndrome and me trying to feel less of an imposter! Also – you should brag about your achievements because you work hard to get where you are so should tell people how well you’ve done. So there.
So my old work colleagues know, my friends that aren’t bloggers know, I told my sister-in-law, my boyfriend and his family know and I decided I should probably tell my Mum.
It was a scary thing to do. Not only because there’s a part of me that still finds blogging cringy, but I was worried she would me mad about me not telling her before.
I sent her a text when I was a bit drunk, basically telling her I’d be blogging for 4 years and sent her the URL.
Her response was ‘Ok well I don’t understand it, but make sure you still go outside and socialise’.
Hilarious. Especially because the reason I go outside and socialise is for blog events! It made me laugh that her biggest concern is that I’d lock myself up in my flat and never leave – which sounds like an ideal life to me.
So yeah, another example of how we build things up in our head and in reality it’s not that big of a deal.
Almost everyone I’ve told about blogging has just been like ‘Ok, that’s cool’ or ‘I don’t really get it’ and then left it.
Do your parents know you blog?