I spent this past weekend learning, sharing, absorbing and generally having a ton of fun. I have a lot of posts in me, but one thing kept popping up and beating me in the face throughout the conference so I’m compelled to write about it first.
We all have insecurities.
Every. Single. One. Of. Us.
From the newbie bloggers to the famous ones. New moms with infants to moms of teens (and older!). Writers, marketers, crafters, speakers…the list goes on and on. There’s that nagging feeling of “am I good enough?” that happens to all of us.
And I’m not ashamed to say I find comfort in that.
Type A was a fabulous weekend for me. I spent time with some of MY people, my tribe. I met new faces, hugged old ones. I left knowing that whatever our end goals, whatever the reason that we write on these here Internetz every day…we all have the same desire to have people like us, to read us, to connect with us. And there are days when we all feel subpar.
It’s part of being human. I know that. You know that. But we forget.
We forget and we wallow and feel bad about ourselves, our stats, our opportunities, our writers’ block. Whatever it is, it’s because we feel alone. We feel lost in this big sea of life.
But we’re not alone. We are all here (together) trying to forge our way, make our own path.
We can. We will. Our paths will be made. There is room for all of us here.
I just think we all need that reminder and a big group hug every now and again.
So thanks, Type A, for that. A big fat hug-around-your-neck thank you.