I’ve been real good lately.
Nah, I’m not talkin’ ’bout my diet or my biological clock which has officially gone cuckoo. Why else would you think I’m still awake and typing?
I’m talkin’ ’bout me not checking on the stats, the fans, the subscriptions of my blog and my podcast.
I had a little meltdown on the last week of September. The latest episode didn’t get the kind of attention that I wanted. I got frustrated. I turned to my Podcast Fellowship friends for advice.
Their answers can be summarized into one simple question:
Who do you do it for?
The million dollar question pointing to our true compass.
That made me pause.
To be frank, I remember I did say that even if just one person is reading my blog, listening to my podcast. I would still do it.
So who do I do it for then?
- I do it to find my voice.
- I do it to reassure people that “No, my life ain’t perfect. Laugh if you want. But I don’t care. Not any more. I just want to be real. And you can’t stop me.”
When I could answer that question, things became easier, simpler. The suffering became more tolerable and less humiliating.
If you do it for the right reason, you’re invincible.
PS. Check out the latest #RBYZ episode featuring myself. It reads narcissistic. But hope it won’t sound so. Judge it for yourself.