Although it is sweltering outside, the inside of my house is cool and quiet. The kids are at the pool with hubs, and I am indulging in a favorite guilty pleasure, watching What Not To Wear.
Except today is different.
Today, Clinton and Stacy are helping a mommy blogger. Specifically, they are helping Amanda of Parenting By Dummies. She is a busy mommy of 3, like me, and she is one funny lady. Amanda, in real life, is much like she is on her blog. Endearing, real, and quick to point out her own inadequacies for a laugh.
Just a doll.
So, why did she need Clinton and Stacy?
Amanda needed the What Not to Wear team because her confident, blogging voice, her Amanda-ness, did not shine through to the people that she knew in real life. Heck. Amanda's confident blog persona did not even come through to herself. Her outside appearance did not match her inside self.
Clearly, she had a disconnect.
And that made me wonder.
Am I who I appear to be on this blog?
Sure. Many of you that follow me read my silly stories about being a mom and wife. You hear about my embarrassments like shaving my armpit in the CVS parking lot or even flashing my panties at the local Target. You even share my losses like when a former student passed away. You know those parts of me.
But if I met you at a party, would I be as engaging, as confident, as interesting?
The sad truth is . . . probably not.
Because the the truth is that behind this computer screen, I feel safe. If you don't like me, so what? If I don't meet your expectations, no biggie. If you don't agree with me, I don't care. This screen is like an invisible armor around the real me.
But in real life, if you don't like me, your eyes can't lie, and I can feel that disapproval burn into my skin.
In real life, if I don't meet your expectations, I will feel the crushing disappointment of falling short of pleasing you.
In real life, if you don't agree with me, I will probably take it personally even if your opinion has absolutely nothing to do with me.
Like Amanda, I have a disconnect.
And, if I want to be a successful writer, I have to find a way to make my everyday Annie feel just as strong and empowered as the blogger Annie. I need to find a way to wear my invisible armor in my everday life.
And I think that just by hitting the publish button . . . I may have taken the first step.
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