I Hid My Blog For Years & Why You Don’t Need To

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Blogging is something I hold so dear to me yet something I hid for years from everyone around me!

I started my first blog in 2010 but NO ONE had a single clue how I spent my nights and weekends until 2015 – when Zanita flew me to NYC. And even then, no one knew why I was going to NYC until after the fact. Til this day, I still feel a slight uneasiness inside when people ask what I do for a living – and I laugh a lot in the thick of explicating myself…

Am I a Writer? Blogger? Photographer? Makeup Artist? All the above?

The more I mull it over, the more I’m realizing that maybe a huge part of my disguise correlates to fear – fear of not being good enough, fear of being criticized, fear of coming off to strong, and fear of obliviously humble-bragging. And really, it’s so stupid – and quite comical actually…like why does any of that even matter? If I’m doing it, I should own it. After all, I honestly believe the outcome was deserving – potentially a stroke of luck – but considering how real my effort and commitment to blogging was before joining #teamZanita full time, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about. My other problem is I’m one who tries not to talk too much about what I do because I’d rather let the results speak for me.

However, in an era of oversharing, silence doesn’t work so well. You need to be making noise. People need to know where to find you otherwise you’ll just drown in the copious pool of creatives and creators.

I’m extra familiar with the dreadful connotations associated with tooting your own horn – and none of us want to fall victim to overlooking our skills and talent, but remember, YOU are the ONLY expert on your own story. If you’re not championing yourself, no one else will either.

Your strategy doesn’t have to be self-boasting or “look at me” click-baits. Instead, deliver results. Show me what that looks like. I want to see stellar photographs, wanderlust-inducing travels, industry features, and collaborations – and don’t forget to treat every project and blog post like it’s your first. We all know talk is cheap. Show me the money.

The next time you find yourself tucking that blog (or side hustle) away, remember that there’s no shame in doing something you’re wickedly in love with. No shame in sharing creations you’re wildly passionate about. For what is done in love is done well. Life’s too short to hide.

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  • I am sorry to hear that you felt you had to hide it. I certainly did around certain friends for mine too. Just the ones that I knew would not really understand. But actually it’s kind of funny how they end up surprising you. My artist friends, who I thought would be so down on it all, ended up liking that I was photographing and writing and putting stuff out there all the time. You never know do you. Maybe we owe some people more credit. Haha, on the other hand there are so many people who will never understand what we do. Whatever! ๐Ÿ™‚
    xx Jenelle

    • Susan

      Till this day, I’m not sure why I feel so funny about it lol… it kinda just tickles me inside – maybe because it feels a little narcissistic. I dunno -_-

      • Thatโ€™s the one of the reasons why I donโ€™t really talk about having a blog, aside from it being one of many side hustles I attempt ๐Ÿ˜‰. I think the idea of having a blog feels a little vain to me. I always struggle to find the right voice when Iโ€™m writing.

        Instagram sent my Facebook friends to my account at one point even though my Facebook is connected only to my personal account … I was mortified to find about 30 friends who donโ€™t follow my personal account, now following my blog account. Most of them thought it was a pretty cool project, but I still struggle to be in the space.

        • Susan

          haha! I’ve even made sure to separate my facebook, blog, and instagram – but i’m feeling like it’s time to commingle them! you should def start blogging again!

  • There is so much I can relate with in this post. It’s odd, the journey that most bloggers go through… from fear of being denied and disapproved of to fear of being perceived as cocky or entitled. I guess it’s similar to entertainment careers where the hard work in the middle of the journey doesn’t matter nearly as much. When the presentation at the end is the only thing that counts and you don’t get to explain how you got there… sometimes fear gets kicked into overdrive. I can so relate in the semi-laughing myself “oh yea I just write this blog” when I telll people what I do. Especially now… I just started working in a large enterprise as the main social media person. How do I explain to people that I got this job because I freaken know what I’m doing, and my blog is amazing and I worked and studied my butt off to know what I know today…. without sounding like I’m either trying really hard to humble brag or being dismissive of my own accomplishment?

    One day I’ll learn how to balance the. I hope!

    Jessica || Cubicle Chic

    • Susan

      The struggle is real indeed! Love that you were able to leverage your blog and access a career path you sound super passionate about. Jessica, you seriously are so good at what you do though! I’m also hoping I learn the balance.

  • Haha yes yes yes to all of this. I felt sooo scared of telling anyone for the longest time and slowly kept rolling it out. I haven’t told any of my coworkers in my day job (even the ones I consider myself close to). I agree that it’s nerve wrecking putting yourself out there, but the thought of doing that in front of people you interact with regularly seems even more scary? I know it’s silly and everyone that finds out always loves and supports what I do! I finally told my parents about my blog lol – 2.5 years after I started ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Cheers to doing big things and staying humble through it all!!

    Cindy | http://www.cindyhyue.com

  • cynthia ayuningtyas

    hi Susan, is that self-photograph too?

    • Susan

      Hey Cynthia, these were not self-portraits. These were taken by http://nhieutang.com/! – Thanks.