Why I only write about my friends and family on my blog

“I don’t always read your blog posts, but when I do I usually scroll through one after another. I realized I need to be careful about what I say around you, because you might publish it!”

Uh-oh.

I was on the phone with my college roommate, Michelle. I’ve written about Michelle many-a-time on this blog. I write about Michelle for two reasons:

  1. She’s my best friend and deserves a gold medal for putting up with me for four years in school (and being the reason I passed Calculus).
  2. In my running list of People Who’ve Taught Me Lessons in Life, she ranks in the top ten.

For the record, I knew the exact post Michelle was referring to, and I did not leak confidential information. I simply told the entire world she looks forward to her husband’s business trips so she can stay home and eat cereal for dinner. That’s all.

Why I only quote friends and family on my blog:

Given Michelle’s comment, I would like to take this opportunity to explain why I only quote my friends and family on this site. It’s the same reason I started my blog in the first place.

If you ever wondered, “What is her point, exactly??” while reading this blog, sit up and pay attention. If you ever wondered why I so-willingly expose my day-to-day life to the world-wide-web, this is it:

I want people to know it’s ok to fuck up.

I am very, very proud of my life. I am proud to say I’ve moved to three different cities without knowing a soul when I arrived. I am proud of the relationships I formed. I am very happy where I am, because it took a lot for me to get here.

And I got here with a lot of help.

The people you read about in Forbes are not the people who inspire me on a daily basis.

My notorious bad luck is a running joke between my friends and family members. Weird stuff just happens to me. Other times, I do really stupid shit and bring it upon myself. It’s a fantastic combo.

Through my long stream of royal fuck-ups, the hardest lesson I’ve had to learn is to give myself a break. This lesson has been drilled into my head by the people who love me most. These people have taught me to move on from my mistakes, enjoy the mini victories, and respect the process of day-to-day growth. Because of these lessons, my life has become so much happier and fulfilling—and I want you to be able to hear them too.

When you have a bad day, take five steps back, or mess your life up from here-to-Hong Kong; who do you call? I’m going to take a stab in the dark and say you’re not crying to Steve Jobs (may he rest in peace). Yes, there are a lot of inspirational quotes by a lot of famous people—people who you will never, ever meet.

Yes, Steve had his fair share of trials and tribulations—but frankly, I’ve heard the launched-in-a-garage story 86 times. You don’t need me to retell it to feel inspired.

When I need to gain a little perspective, you won’t find me typing The history of Apple, Inc. into Google. I’ll be on the phone with my parents. Or my saint-of-an-ex-roommate, Michelle. Or my personal moral compass and big brother, Zeke. Or friends Paula and Keena, who I’ve leaned on so heavily for the past three years.

These people will (most likely) never be quoted in Forbes. They’ve never gone through an IPO. They don’t have books written about them (unless, one day, I write one).

You will gain more insight and grow more as a human being by listening to those who give a flying fuck about you. They want you to succeed, they want you to be happy, and because they know you best they can give you the best advice. Listen to what they have to say.

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