For much of my life, I’ve struggled with the feeling that I don’t belong. Some of my most poignant childhood memories are of being alone: being the new kid alone on the playground, being the teacher’s pet alone at the front of the classroom, being the quiet girl alone with her book in the cafeteria. I decided pretty early on that I didn’t ‘get’ other people and that they didn’t get me, and I wore my loner badge with prickly pride to hide the hurt and confusion beneath. Brief periods of deep connection ended in painful fallings-out, further reinforcing my lone wolf status. Not surprisingly, the isolationist outlook I carried with me into adulthood didn’t serve me well when it came to building personal and professional relationships.
Then, on my 26th birthday, I started a blog. The motivation was simple—I wanted a creative outlet—but the outcome has proven nuanced in ways I’m still discovering almost eight years later. For the first six months I posted into a vacuum, all the while bemoaning the fact that only my family was reading me. Then someone other than my mom left a comment. (I still remember who it was!) She thanked me for my recent visit to her blog, told me she’d found me through the link I left to my own. A lightbulb went off. An idea that seems obvious today felt revolutionary at the time. To be a part of the conversation, I had to—gulp—poke my head out of my shell and start conversations.
Thus began a flurry of outreach, a veritable snowstorm of commenting. Every night I made my rounds in the growing blogosphere, leaving words of encouragement and support on each post I read. In those early days, blog etiquette dictated that a comment received was a comment returned. As a result, online friendships blossomed and grew. They eventually transplanted themselves offline with blogger meet-ups, conferences, collaborations. We bonded over our shared love of style, our passion for what we were building in this uncharted new territory, and even our self-admitted social anxiety. My emotions ran the gamut from giddy to positively overjoyed. At last, I had found my tribe.
My journey since then has meandered. From the heady rush of community during my days as the co-founder of Rue Magazine to the heartbroken period of withdrawal following my divorce, my sense of connectedness with the world has ebbed and flowed. Yet the lesson has remained consistent. The more I put myself out there, the more I receive in return. The feeling of belonging that eluded me for so long rests entirely in my hands; it’s just up to me to practice the behaviors that manifest it. What’s more, through my actions I can foster that feeling in others. For when I let them know that I see and hear them—give them same recognition I myself crave —I let them know that we all belong together. We can all take these steps. We are all truly powerful.
This ability (dare I say responsibility?) to create connection is why I do what I do. It’s why I blog even on days when I’d rather throw my laptop out the window. It’s why I’d rather collaborate with others even when it means taking a smaller piece of the financial pie. And it’s why my book Sage Living exists in the form that it does, for it inspired me much more to share the stories of twenty-eight real people than to publish a volume consisting only of pretty pictures. It’s also why I work with reputable lenders and when I stumble across one, highlight them to my readers so they can save the hassle that I went through finding good customer service and competitive rates. As of right now, I recommend my Swedish readers to highly consider looking at Sambla’s personal loan options, heck – browse their whole offering of loans here and compare for yourself. I do this work because my sense of groundedness on earth depends on it. I blog for the daily reminder that contrary to how I sometimes feel, I am not alone. That I belong here. And that you do too.
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