Admit it. As bloggers, we strive show the best of ourselves on our blogs–our best creations, our best selves, our best writing.
Yes, there are times when we admit certain flaws about ourselves to our readers but those occasions are rare because c’mon, who wants to hear about someone’s woes on a daily basis?
As Jenna had said in response to a comment, blogging has made her part of the media. Thinking of topics that would fuel her readership is difficult, especially if done on a daily basis.
However, we don’t mind scratching our heads for ideas. Humans like attention. Our eyes immediately light up when someone finds interest in what we do, who we are, and to know that someone out there cares. Thus blogging is a satisfaction.
Just like food.
But enough about why we do what we do. Since Gena had the guts to reveal her imperfections, I’d like to hop on that train and reveal something me too.
I try too hard. My attempt to be the “perfect” being means I freak out when things don’t go as planned. It goes like this:
1) I discover my error
2) Calm on the exterior, panicking on the interior
3) Mind wants to correct error immediately
4) Rash decisions cause more mistakes
5) I correct my error and finish my task
6) I find out there was actually an easier way to the complete task
I don’t like looking at myself in the mirror. To me, this is a good thing because I am very critical of myself. The less I am able to examine my imperfections, the less I will worry about them. Moreover, I hate taking pictures or even showing people pictures of myself. Therefore, posting a picture of myself for the food blogging world to see is actually quite bold and new for me. Creating this blog was about self-improvement so I figured being proud enough to show the whole who I am means I’m one step closer to self-acceptance.