Do You Have a Fraud Complex?
Oh Better Homes & Gardens, you shouldn’t have! The mag announced its 2016 Blogger Awards and lo, Beauty Bets was named Editor’s Pick in the Beauty & Fashion Category—in way chic company with A Piece of Toast. When I started this blog in 2009, awards were the furthest thing from my mind. I just wanted to write a blog that I would want to read. If other discerning beauty and wellness junkies out there were willing to humor me, well, all the better. Seven years later and no matter how many awards, Pinterest followers or glamorous opportunities that now come my way because of the blog, I still feel like that same girl who had never heard of WordPress and whose experience with social media was limited to surfing Facebook for old sorority sisters. I feel like any day now someone is going to find out that I still don’t know what I’m doing. I can’t whip up a braid tutorial or contour my face like those ambitious twentysomething bloggers out there. I’m not on Snapchat or Youtube. And no, I don’t want to try turquoise eyeliner no matter how hot it is right now. I call this my fraud complex. It’s the little voice in my head that tells me I don’t deserved to be successful. That I just got lucky and soon my luck is going to run out. As if I didn’t work hard, take risks and put myself out there all of these years. It’s irrational but not uncommon—especially with people who’ve achieved a lot at a young age or in a short amount of time. But there’s another reason, I think. We demand perfection from ourselves, and when we look around at our job/house/relationships and don’t see it, we diminish the abundance we have created. I’ve witnessed myself do it: shake my head and chalk up a compliment as no big deal. If a friend, niece or daughter of mine did that, I’d grab her by the shoulders and shake her. It’s time we own our power and celebrate the magic we make every day in our professional, personal and spiritual lives.