For someone that has a self-titled website, I’m not particularly good at writing about myself.
I don’t know why I don’t like writing about myself. I think it’s probably because I personally find the internet is saturated with a whole lot of ‘me me me.’ I’m sure you know what I’m talking about.
There’s the carefully curated Instagram accounts that make me hate myself for not being as fit/spiritual/hot as a 14-year-old Instagrammer who lives on an island somewhere eating fruit platters for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
There’s the super personal blogs, where I learn more about my high school peers than I ever did spending six years of my life with them.
Then there’s just the ranty Facebook status’ of people I know that irritate me far more than they should.
There’s a name for this mindless appetite for attention and validation- it’s been dubbed “digital narcissism.” And ironically, it actually makes me feel like my ‘story’ isn’t worth telling.
See my story isn’t extraordinary. It isn’t #goals. It isn’t super pretty. I haven’t achieved a great deal (just yet). Every time I write always end up asking myself the same question: do people really need to hear about me?
I was taken out of my comfort zone recently when Danielle and Justine from Gazella reached out to me and asked me if I wanted to contribute a piece to their online publication.
Gazella celebrates amazing women who have disrupted the male-dominated construction industry. They interview some truly kick ass women, who have achieved a great deal professionally.
Yet for three months I was stuck. What in the world could I contribute to Gazella? What’s something I can write that would be meaningful (and relevant) to their audience? What do people need to hear?
Then it happened: I resigned from a role after just three months and realised that’s what I’d write about- mistakes.
If people need to read anything, they need to read about the tears, the pain, the rejection, the mistakes, the crappy awful jobs and the huge massive fuckups that come with living.
We need to remind each other that mistakes are an essential part of life. Mistakes teach us to clarify what we really want and how we want to live. They definitely aren’t fun when we are experiencing them, but we grow from them.
Writing this piece was definitely a cathartic experience. It allowed me to redefine my experience from a “mistake” to a “learning.” It has also encouraged me to be a little more personal in my writing, and not to be afraid of telling my story. I hope it resonates with you.
You can check out my piece for Gazella here. A big thank you to Danielle for offering me this opportunity.
To find out more about Gazella click here.
Illustrations by Chelcie Schirrman.