Comparison Is The Thief Of Joy

This week sees another group of parenting bloggers disappointed that they haven't made it through to work with a certain parenting network. Hurt that they feel their face doesn't fit or that they aren't good/thin/young enough. Working in social media you are opened up to a whole world of comparison. Comparing how you raise your children, what your home should look like, how you should dress and even how you should hold your cup of tea in the morning. And? It can send you bat sh*t cray cray. Take it from someone who knows and has cried a bit about her Mum tum and tantruming boy in the past.

There have been numerous campaigns in the last three years where I have made it through to the final stages only to find someone thinner, prettier, or cooler making the final cut. Popping up on my Facebook feed in adverts for clothes they would NEVER wear. Yet I rock on a daily basis. Brands have sent me emails saying that they don't like the fact I sometimes swear and one particular client didn't like the way I wrote with a Midlands accent and referred to my children as 'kids'. And it can make you question yourself.

Yes I look like this on the internet sometimes

But you have to stop. You have to embrace that the internet has more than enough room for everyone. And sure those who look a certain way may always do that little bit better. Society favours the beautiful and the young and sadly probably always will. However I have found what works is being happy for those people, congratulate them, watch them succeed and then? Try and work out how the f*ck I can do the same in my own way. How I can stay true to myself and find my own path to success.

I have found the best way to do this is just to be yourself. With a tinge of working really bloody hard. So you didn't get chosen for something based on your YouTube channel. Well pick yourself up and think "f*ck you" and take every training session Google has to offer (on the sidebar of your channel) and try to smash it in your own way. I know I am NEVER going to be Zoella but I am working hard in my own way and that makes me proud. My instagram feed is full of me looking like a tramp and my Facebook page tells tales about how I quite fancy my postman. As that's me.

Being awarded for being me!

So for every disappointment you get. Every time you get knocked down. For each instagram account you stare at and think "WHY IS THAT NOT ME". Give yourself a mental slap in the face and remind yourself that there is room on the internet for everyone. There really is. For every gorgeous, young Mum who lives in a beautiful house and is quite frankly smashing it? There is room for a chubby, old one who loves a gin, swears and says "bab" a lot. Comparison is the thief of joy. It really is. Take that negative energy and think to yourself "I am going to be so f*cking successful the next time that brand who turned me down ask to work with me? I am going to tell them to shove it up their arses". However don't do that, work with them, take their money and relish in the joy? You won.