I mentioned it previously in another post, but I have a funny way of getting hung up on numbers. By numbers I mean followers, clothes sizes, weight, how many friends you have. They’re literally all defined by numbers, and yet we let those numbers define us.
So I don’t have 500 followers, I don’t care. Well actually I do a little bit, a part of me questions my content, my photographs, my writing style. I question all these different elements of my blog. I know why I get hung up too. Don’t get me wrong Zoella is amazing and all that jazz, yet she hasn’t blogged since last year and posts one video a week and she’s at the top of her game. It makes me feel like all my hard work is for nothing if someone else can just choose to write one blog post a year and probably gain about 1000 followers from it if not more. Then you have all these horrid people in the blogosphere, saying ‘its oversaturated, there’s too many beauty bloggers’ or ‘you’re young, you know nothing so why should I read your blog?’. Chances are they must be feeling pretty bad about themselves to just spread negativity. I don’t know about you, but I’m more likely to remember the negative things said to me than the positive, so when these insensitive people start making these comments I listen. I shouldn’t but I do. I’ve seen a 40 year old mother bully a 13 year on Twitter purely cause she has a blog. Apparently 13 is too young to blog, and she knows nothing. Yet when I looked, they had the same number of followers. Obviously jealously is a factor, but also who writes these rules that say ‘if you fit in this category you can blog’. I’m just fed up of the negativity around beauty blogging. There’s enough room for all of us, and if you’re someone who thinks there isn’t, then maybe you should get off the web.
Numbers will always dictate us if we let them. I can count the number of friends I have on one hand, yet I’ve never been happier. Friendship should be based on quality over quantity and nothing else. Clothing size was always an issue when I was an impressionable 12 year old. But now I know women’s clothing sizes aren’t regulated the same. A size 12 in Primark could easily be a size 8 in New look. The only thing we should be judging is how well those clothes fit, not how well this size would fit if I lost some weight.
Thanks to this Bloglovin ‘Up & Coming’ competition, I’ve felt negative, yet inspired. Mainly to write this post. I know I’m never going to win, I’m not even going to try to compete with those people that have 8K+ followers. What’s more important is how I feel about myself and how I feel about my blog. If we all stopped thinking about the numbers and became more focused on doing what we love, it’d all be a happier place.
Never let the numbers dictate what we do.