Show Yourself Some Grace, Too.

 Me, entirely in my element at a small town fair, eating a deep fried Snickers and I'm not mad about it. Unposed, imperfect and never been better.

Me, entirely in my element at a small town fair, eating a deep fried Snickers and I'm not mad about it. Unposed, imperfect and never been better.

I held off on writing this one for a little while because I didn’t want to come off as a pretentious snot who thought that they were qualified to give people life advice; and then I realized that I just don’t give a damn because I think you need to know this.

We are constantly consuming. We are always on Facebook, Instagram, Twitter and Snapchat and everything in between. Because of this constant consumption, we are constantly comparing. Comparing our lives to people on the internet, people we don’t even know. And it’s making us miserable.

Let me tell you a secret about me… I started this blog a little over 6 months ago and I wasn’t really sure what I wanted it to be. I started following different bloggers and different social media influencers to gain some inspiration and to find some creative role models (I’m surrounded by role models, but they all do responsible things like work “real jobs” and pay bills and live relatively unglamourous lives so I was looking for something exciting). I stumbled across Julia Engel of Gal Meets Glam and I immediately knew I needed to be her. She is stylish, cultured and travels to distant magical lands and you can’t help but to love her.

And then I realized that I couldn’t be her, because I was already me. You see, I thought I could make The Catchall successful by emulating the essence of blogs like Gal Meets Glam and The Londoner and The Everygirl (all of which I LOVE) but, really, it would never work. I’m not stylish, AT ALL. I don’t dress in seasons. I wear the same 5 cardigans all year round and occasionally switch my combat boots for Converse. I don’t have cute accessories and I don’t have a beautiful house in Charleston, South Carolina. My boyfriend doesn’t take stunningly posed photos of me (believe me, I’ve tried) and I literally can’t afford to go on trips, ever.

I was so wrapped up in trying to figure out how to be like these bloggers and writers and entrepreneurs whom I’ve grown to adore that I forgot that it was more important to just be me. And I want you to know this. I want you to know that you are here to just be you. And being you is the perfect person to be.

I’ve been learning to accept that for most of my life, summer outfits consisted of baseball pants and cleats and that I don’t really make healthy recipes because really, what is life without cheese? We don’t go on extravagant trips but we do race to see who can eat 6 soda crackers the fastest for fun (I won, obviously). I’m just regular old me, writing about stuff I like and just hoping that you like it to, but it’s okay if you don’t.

So next time you’re endlessly scrolling through the lives of people on the internet, remember that life is not posed and it is not perfect. It’s okay - no, it’s imperative that you show yourself some grace, too. After all, we’re all here to live so we might as well enjoy it in spite of how lame the internet makes us feel.