How I Became A Blogger
How I became a blogger. Many people have asked me why I started blogging, and I am typically fairly guarded about my answer. Because the answer is not only lengthy, but it is painful as well. But I have reached a point where I feel I need to tell my story. I have been blogging for just over a year now, and I can’t imagine doing anything else for a career because I love it.
My story starts with my best friend dying, unfortunately. That is where the real changes started. I thought I had death down to a science and how I reacted to it and handled it. Ha! All that went straight out the window when I lost my best friend to suicide. The fact that he died by suicide is part of why I am always hesitant to talk about it as well. The stigma and judgement around that is huge. That loss was one of those experiences that changed me. It changed me in such a way that I could never go back to who I was before that.
Where My Story Starts
Once I lost my best friend, I started going through the process of grief. You can read about the stages of grief if you are experiencing it yourself. Unfortunately this experience revealed some really terrible people in my life that are textbook narcissists. These narcissists had to be removed from my life. I’ve since learned to stop apologizing for this or tolerate being made to feel guilty about it. I am the only person who is responsible for my own happiness and well being.
Finding My Voice
Once I stopped focusing on making everyone around me happy, I had to figure out who I was again. Finding my own identity at 30-something years old is a less than fabulous experience. I say that because I literally had no idea who I was on my own. I never had to make adult decisions before. They were made for me by the narcissists in my life, and I followed along. This identity crisis was because I took back control of my life from the narcissists that once controlled it for me.
That whole experience was what prompted me to become a prepper. Being better prepared for things was a fantastic way for me to control my life and learn to make decisions for myself. It was a big change, but one that I loved too. I love it because not only am I in control of my life, but I am better organized and ask pertinent questions. It taught me to look at my options in life. What is the worst that can happen, and what is the best that can happen. Life is short and can change in an instant. I am not a fan of feeling out of control of things and I learned that very quickly when I lost my best friend.
Defining My Goals
Once I started asking myself who I was and what I wanted to do with my life, the answer was to become a writer. I’m very introverted by nature and keep my inner circle pretty small. The idea of being a hermit in my office and spending my days pecking away at the keyboard and never dealing with people was very appealing to me.
I realize that was a reflex reaction to the pain and loss that I suffered. But it sounded good in my head. I also thought in high school that I wanted to be a writer, but never pursued it because I had no clue what to write about back then. The thought has always been in my head that I wanted to write.
Starting My Blog
This is where my blog was born and how I became a blogger. I started with a terrible name and hosting company, and had to completely rebrand. Which was actually a fantastic experience because I learned a lot from my mistakes. Once The Prepping Wife came about, I knew I had found the perfect home for my writing. It was time for me to chase my dream and make it a reality!
As I look back to the beginning of my writing, I can clearly see my voice change and grow as I learned and developed my writing style. At first this made me cringe because I thought I was such an amateur writer, but I really enjoy seeing the growth and change in myself. It is simply amazing what a year can do and how much I have changed. I have since made real friends from all across the globe through my blog as well.
How A Year Can Changed Me
In all reality, a year is not a long period of time. Yet the changes I see in myself and my writing are significant. Sometimes I look back and think anything past that was a lifetime ago because I am such a different person. Becoming a different person through this process is something I absolutely love. I love who I am now, and it only took me thirty some odd years to be comfortable in who I am and what I do.
My blog has evolved as I went from just wanting to talk about prepping to other topics that are passions of mine like reading, recipes, and being a wife. I have created my own product line that I sell in a local store and am working on getting it online for a larger audience. I also expanded into selling freeze dried food through Thrive Life and I thoroughly enjoy it.
Following My Dreams
When I started my blog, I was clueless about how it all worked. Yet I had a dream I knew I needed to follow, no matter if I succeeded or failed. And here I sit after a year of successful blogging and it is the perfect career path for me because I fell in love with writing. That is how I became a blogger.
My biggest goal has always been to help my readers. I wanted to give others a place to ask questions, learn, share, and grow right along with me. The stories my readers share with me has been nothing short of amazing and it keeps me going.
If it isn’t terrifying, it isn’t worth doing
I’ll be the first to admit that starting my blog and growing as a writer was a terrifying experience. A friend threw my famous words back at me once when they reminded me of something I told them. If it doesn’t terrify you a little bit, it isn’t worth doing. Which after my journey, I believe in that statement more than ever.
That is my story and how I became a blogger. I started with a huge loss, went through an identity crisis, and jumped on the roller coaster that is blogging to fall in love with it and continue expanding. I had no clue how much this choice would change my life in such a positive way.
How I became a blogger. How did you pick your career path? Was it something you planned on doing or did it just fall into place and make perfect sense? Tell me about your experience in the comments. Read more about my life experiences.