Yes, I binge watched the second season of 13 Reasons Why just like I did with the first season and woman… It is one of my all time favorite shows ever. It is probably neck and… More
Yesterday was my 23rd birthday and today is my blog’s 3rd birthday! What a wild and crazy ride this has been. Three years ago I launched this website that I really had no idea what I was doing with and I just thought it would be a fun creative outlet for me. It has been cool to look back and see not only the growth in my writing and communicating skills, but who I was 3 years ago.
This day 3 years ago I launched my very first blog which received 1.3k views in 24 hours. I was blown away by the response and the love that I was receiving from all my friends and family. I was proud of what I had created. I have always been a social media addict but creating a website is a whole different beast. I taught myself everything I know today from the ground up.
I didn’t know much but I did know these two things:
- I love words. I love writing more than I love singing and I LOVE singing! Since I was little I had some type of journal or I would write short stories on the computer (mainly about stupid drama and boys. Those entries were awesome). Poetry is my jam and I am a sucker for a really good play on words, hence the reason why I am so obsessed with the line from the song, Whatever It Takes by Imagine Dragons, “I’m an apostrophe, I’m just a symbol to remind you that there’s more to see.” Like come on that is ingenious! I can write songs all day long and I truly only enjoy singing lyrics that are unique instead of the typical “Throw your hands in the air”. I knew I could write and that I wouldn’t ever get tired of it.
- I love a challenge. I don’t like when someone tells me I can’t or that I am not allowed to do something. I am a, play with the big dogs, kind of girl. But, I am not going to lie, creating a website was so far out of my comfort zone that I was pretty scared. I don’t love technology and I didn’t even know how to really use my computer so that was a huge road block. I gave myself four months to learn, and create. I can say know that I am pretty proud of myself.
This day three years ago I had just moved to Knoxville, Tennessee from Los Angeles, California. What a change. This blog was the only thing that kept me holding on to myself. The move was tough, but you know when famous people say “I do this because of my fans”? I totally understood them for once in my life. Not that I was famous or even that I had any fans, but the fact that I could communicate and try to inspire others was that thing that kept me sane in that time.
This day three years ago I was, as my aunt would say, “a party looking for a place to happen”. So fun, but also all over the place. like I said, I didn’t really have any direction with this blog. I was studying The Blonde Salad’s path to success and she was my main inspiration. If you don’t know who that is, she is ultimate goals! Now I have more of a grip on who I am, I am committed to the growth process, and I am a party that found my place to happen!
The three biggest things I have learned over the past three years are:
- It is hard to be vulnerable, but people don’t want to read fake news. I have shared many things over the course of this blog, my failed engagement, my depression, my struggles as a young working woman, the rough times, and the good times. It is hard to try and convey to people that you are more that a white screen with words on it. Your life is suddenly subject to criticism from all angles. It’s hard to try to convey to people that you are not a two dimensional character in a comic book waiting for a super power or a hero to save the day. I am a real person. That is the biggest struggle when you open your life to everyone on the internet, but it’s a burden I’m willing to carry.
- Keeping up with the Kardashians is absolutely impossible. I am obsessed with the Kardashians and their ability to make a business out of their everyday lives (which is just like blogging), truly inspiring and #Goals. But, what do we do when we want to live a total rock star life style without a rock star salary? It’s hard to be a blogger sometimes when you follow big time bloggers and they are constantly getting make up packages from Dior and perfume bottles shaped like a total flawless body. Not comparing your own blog to others is difficult, but you will never feel like a success or proud of what you do if you constantly compare. When I was 18 and going off to be a music major my vocal coach said something to me that totally wrecked my world, “There will always be someone better than you.” it stung my pride but I soon found out that it was true. When you stop comparing yourself to others, it allows your personal growth to flourish and that is all that matters because in the end, there will always be someone better than you and that’s something you can’t help, but you can help yourself.
- Do what you want to do, end of story. I see so many bloggers that run the promotion type of posts which means they try to get sponsors and they promote their products. I tried to do this and I just never really could get behind a product enough and it just simply is not me. I am not a sales person. I wish I was because then I could get some cool products, but I’m not. I was afraid people wouldn’t read about a young girl coming up into corporate America and what that looks like, but at the end of the day you have to be proud of your blog and your passion will show through. It is contagious.
I have absolutely loved being able to communicate with everyone that follows and reads my blog. Thank you for the continuous support and all of the encouragement. I am excited to see what the future holds for MoreThanBrunch and what we can accomplish!
It is crazy to think that 2 years ago I had officially identified myself with having an eating disorder. I was 20 years old, a full time broke college student, and had “no time” in my schedule to eat paired with “no money” in my wallet to spend on food. These were of course excuses. It started out as me being lazy, not wanting to pack my lunch or go out of my way to buy something off the dollar menu with my change lying around in my car, to an obsession with feeling skinny and hungry. I knew if I just pushed past the first part of the day, I would no longer feel the pit in my stomach. I was going days without eating. There were times where I couldn’t remember when the last time was that I had a meal. I was eating a fruit pack a day. That’s it. I made sure to stay hydrated because I didn’t want to pass out but I CHOSE not to eat. It was a mental demon I fought every day for months.
I remember looking at myself. All 108 pounds of me (which for me is really bad). I could see my ribs, size 0 pants were loose, I looked like I had a bobble head, and I just stared. I sent a picture to my then boyfriend, now husband, and I vividly remember asking him, “be honest, am I too skinny?” We had just recently started dating and he had no idea I had this problem. His answer was the thing that I needed. I had always thought “I could afford to lose some weight”, but his exact words were “you could afford to gain some weight.”
I opened up and told him all about my eating disorder and from then on he made it his personal goal to make sure I ate every day. I would eat a kids menu burger and be so full I felt like I was going to throw up. My stomach had shrunk tremendously, but I forced myself to eat 3 times a day. Buddy (my then boyfriend, now husband) would buy me dinner and lunch meals so I had no excuse but to eat. I hated it. I was gaining weight and my pants stopped fitting me, but when I would be angry with my weight gain I would look at old pictures and continue eating. I realized 2 things: 1. I was pretty prideful about how thin I was. And 2. I had the best boyfriend in the universe for walking through this with me and loving every pound gained.
In 6 months I had successfully gained 30 pounds! I was eating 3 full meals a day, and no longer had the desire to be hungry. Success!
Just 4 weeks ago I decided I wanted to live a healthier life style. I started working out everyday and one thought lead to another and there I was thinking, “If I skipped breakfast and lunch and only ate dinner (a small plate) my husband wouldn’t find out and I could lose weight faster.” It wasn’t even my goal to lose weight, but to be healthy. Starvation isn’t healthy! I did it for 3 days and on the third day, which just so happened to be my 3rd day of my brand new job, I was walking out to my car and started passing out. I sat down as fast as I could. Luckily I was walking with my coworkers so they gave me some snacks they had in their purses. I was sooooo embarrassed. I told my husband and he immediately identified it. Can’t get anything past that smart cookie! But he is my biggest blessing with my health. That was 4 weeks ago. The very first relapse and the very last. Sometimes when you start working out again after recovery, you want to revert to your old methods of weight loss. But the biggest concern that I remind myself of is my health, not my weight.
Post eating disorder sufferers struggle with this daily. I know it because I have been there and seen it. It’s not always easy to start working out again but I’ll tell you one thing, it sure does make you face your demons and overcome them. Hitting this head on has been hard but it has given me more healing then I even thought I needed.
I have absolutely love the long fringe look lately, but since I can’t just go out and buy them I found these boy Levi Jeans for $8 at a Dallas thrift store and DIY’d the mess out of them. So so so in love!