Confessions of a Blogger
Hi, hello. It's me, Quinn. If you talk to me in person, I'll probably smile at you really big and scream-sing 'hey' (depending on how much coffee I've had, according to my husband). If the mood strikes, I would probably hug you (and invite you to have some coffee) and we would talk for a while. But online? It's different. I'm borderline uncomfortable.
As an extrovert, I'm often approachable in person (unless I'm eating). Typically, I would like to give you a hug and ask you when your birthday is and if you have any pets and what their names are (and what they like to eat). But online? The internet gives me social anxiety that I don't have when you're sitting across the table from me. I know a ton of introverts that scroll through Instagram to relax. It makes me so anxious that I consider giving up coffee (just for a minute). Whereas a lot of my friends think blogger photos are 'awesome' and 'so cute' and 'fun!'...I find them to be nerve-wracking. I see content creation and analytics and SEO.
It's why there's a wall sometimes between me and you online. There's some things I just don't want to share. Not because they're bad or secretive, but because they're mine. Much like last year, my husband and I are kicking it old school during our vacation. I'm stocking up on disposable cameras and I'll be recording (or maybe not) moments on film that my husband can develop at CVS (do they even still do that there?) and then subsequently make fun of me for the faces I make during said moments. Some I might share and some I won't, but we'll still be friends.
See you after vacation - love you, mean it xx