There’s something that I have been blind to. It’s about time I own up to it.
Lately, I’ve been preachy and I’ve been talking like I know the answer to every question in the universe.
There have been times while I’m writing that I felt like there was something wrong. I couldn’t quite put my finger on what it was.
Then I realized something.
I’ve been straying away from being open about all my weaknesses and I’ve been talking like I’m the shit. Like I’m the chosen one. Talking as if I had everything figured out and that everyone should read what I have to say.
Maybe not everyone noticed, but I definitely see it now.
I shouldn’t be telling you what to do. There are so many things that I’m still trying to figure out for myself.
I should be sharing my stories of my struggles and how I personally overcame them for myself. But I shouldn’t rub lessons in and pretend I’m enlightened.
It took feedback from some brilliant people who aren’t afraid to provide brutal honesty to open my eyes. Trust me, hearing what I needed to hear wasn’t easy. My heart hurt for a bit, but now I’m a better person because of it.
Let’s go back to my old approach. Back to when I first started this site. I’ll take this site back to stories of my struggles and how I learned to find what works for me.
No more telling. More showing.
I can’t do that unless I remember a few things about myself.
Considering the fact that…
1. I’m only a kid.
Is it crazy to be taking life advice from someone who hasn’t even been on planet Earth for two decades? I’m only 19. I’m not in any position to offer life advice.
There are tons of people with more experience and maybe they’re more “qualified” than I am.
But you know what? Maybe I’m onto a good thing here.
I’ve gotten a lot of emails from people telling me exactly how I helped them. Friends have told me they secretly read my articles because it inspires them. But I’m still worried that I’m not the best person to listen to.
It’s good to know I’m making an impact in others’ lives, but I’m still afraid of the possible consequences.
2. Sometimes I don’t remember who I’m writing for.
Writing feels good. It’s something to look forward to. It’s another world.
Regardless of how it makes me feel, I’ll admit there are times I’ve written about experiences that could have been left out. I wrote them because I couldn’t help but let it be known. It was to feel good about myself. That’s not what I should be doing when I write.
I should be writing because I enjoy the process and because I want to be inspiring others. The stories I tell and the words that bleed out should be out of the intention to motivate. Not preach. Not brag.
I’m writing for both of us. For me and for you.
3. I often forget that being preachy is a turnoff.
No one wants to be preached at by someone who thinks he knows it all. It’s not as powerful as telling a story and letting the reader internalize his or her own meaning.
I’m constantly playing around with the way I write and I strayed far from where I want to be.
I’ll be reminding myself to turn off preach mode every time I write.
4. Being an inspiration for others to change their lives is a huge responsibility.
It’s scary to know that I have a real influence on people. Thousands of people read my writing and I’m responsible for what I put inside their head. There are people who expect me to know what I’m talking about.
What I say is never universal. In fact, it rarely is.
The best I can offer is what works for me. We’re all different.
5. It’s too easy to let the pseudo-fame get into my head.
Having a bit of a following is an exciting thing. I don’t have 1,000,000 followers on Twitter, but this site has some presence.
More often than not, it gets into my head. Sometimes I feel above others even when I know it’s wrong and untrue.
This affects my writing in ways I wish it didn’t. I get cocky. I get careless. I forget that I’m trying to make others want to take action.
This website isn’t a platform for me to show off.
6. I don’t know if I can balance everything I have on my plate.
Someone suggested I hang on a “We’ll be back soon” sign on Self Stairway for the next six months so I can focus on my job with Empire Flippers.
I see his point. I should be focusing on my job, but I can’t hang up a sign on this site. I love it too much.
But I’m scared that I’ll let you all down. I’m afraid that I’ll lose track of time and forget to write every day.
Maybe my quality will go down each article? It’s a possibility that I don’t want to happen.
After all, I’m no superhero. I can’t do everything on my own.
What you do have, though, is my promise that I will try my best to make it work.
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