January 13th marked my blog’s first Birthday. As all good blog writers should, I threw a ginormous celebration complete with pink&tiffany’s blue streamers, fondant tiffany’s box cupcakes, party favors, champagne and millions of cards from lovely readers describing how “The Fairy Princess Diaries” has changed their lives. Sorry you didn’t receive your invite in time…
Okay. So that was a lie, and to be honest, my blog actually didn’t receive a single Birthday card, it was like Sixteen Candles all over again.Poor little blog didn’t even get a single balloon or tiara from me! Sorry! I’ve been focusing on planning my Birthday as opposed to my blog’s, if this is any indicator of the sort of mother I will be…well, I’ll let you fill in the blanks.
I don’t like to blog about blogging, it feels awkward, unnatural and really forced. Despite the fact that I show up to this little place on the internet to babble my thoughts 4-5 times a week, I don’t consider myself a “blogger“. Anyone can create a blog, and I don’t consider myself any more worthy of a website filled with my thoughts than any of the other 9 billion people on this planet (with the exception of the Kardashians, they just really bother me), I just have more time on my hands to create such a place. Regardless of website design, writing ability, quality of photos or number of readers, I’ve learned more than I could have ever imagined in my wildest fantastical unicorn dreams from blogging.
I think each person sees the world through a different lens, and furthermore uses different filters (based on life experiences, personality, etc) to process what they have seen. Sort of like instagram, but, you know…real life. Since graduating high school (and possibly even prior) as I’ve attempted to discover my own identity, I’ve struggled to understand the way I see the world, the way I understand my emotions and how to ultimately decipher who I am. Some people use art as an outlet for their emotions, some people write songs, others validate their emotions by
sharing venting to their friends&family. It’s always been challenging for me to understand my own emotions until I began writing frequently.
I started The Fairy Princess Diaries in January of 2013 as a way of connecting to my family and friends. I was sick of Facebook, and I wanted an opportunity to combine writing and pictures (especially since I had started dating a fancy photographer). At the time the only other blogs I read were The College Prepster and Helene in Between (both of which are still my favorites). I rarely (if ever) commented, and I had no idea there was such a vast blogging community out there in cyberspace. I had no intention of developing relationships with other bloggers, I DEFINITELY had no intention of becoming so addicted. Slowly but surely I became wrapped up in the therapeutic affects of blogging. I realized that by writing down my thoughts (silly or serious) I was suddenly (for the first time) able to process my world.
And then there was you! And no, I’m not talking about the people who dislike me from high school with who are inevitably stalking and hating on my blog (that’s what I get for posting this little link on Facebook right?)! I’m talking about the girl who has never met me skimming my blog as she watches Pretty Little Liars in Nevada, to my highschool brother’s girlfriend who read my blog to procrastinate homework, to whoever searches “Girls who look like elves” on google (the most popular search term leading to my blog), to the friends and family who have supported my ridiculous habit whole heartedly even though they probably think I’m some social media obsessed weirdo, and to my boyfriend who has allowed me to read every single post aloud to him and talk about blogging WAY more than is really appropriate. All of the fabulous “Yous” out there have validated my feelings when I’ve felt unheard, you’ve listened to me ramble aimlessly about school and boys and Taylor Swift, you’ve accepted me even though I post too many “selfies” and use far too many exclamation marks (!!!). You’ve made me laugh when I’ve felt alone, and you’ve helped me to see the positive, and the best in myself, even though you probably don’t realize it. For all of that, Merci!
I don’t know where the future of my blog lies. All I know is, right now, I am so grateful for this outlet, for this new media I may use on my journey towards discovering myself and creating my own fairytale! Here’s to one more year of whatever that means and wherever it leads me!
“xxoo” doesn’t even begin to cover it! All the love!