Happy birthday to my favorite blogger, Gala Darling. From the day I laid eyes on her SXSW panel in 2009, she has inspired me and my own website a billion times over. She gave form to my newly-coalescing web-trepreneur dreams.
Gala’s style and voice have the power to transform my perspective 180º. The way she writes is just so intoxicating! She makes the reader feel unique and loved, a talent that transforms the mundane to magical.
While Gala’s articles are addictive and enthralling, it’s her very existence that I am celebrating today. Never before has someone helped me see so many of my own weaknesses!
You see, I suffer from comparing-myself-itis.
Her life is so glamourous! She’s so skinny! Her writing style is out of this world! She’s so young! She’s so put together!
My life involves very little glamour. I am not skinny. My writing style is academic. I am older than Gala! I feel my world falling apart on a daily basis!
Comparing myself is stupid, I know that. We’re all unique, blah blah blah. But my feeling-like-I-suck-in-comparison made me skip two opportunities to meet my blogging hero in person (once when I was in NY and recently when she did the Blogcademy in Austin).
That’s really not like me. I tend to be pretty confident. But something about Ms. Gala Darling makes me feel so fat and lazy!
So the pioneer of the Radical Self Love movement makes me feel fat and lazy. What does that mean? It means that even when she is not directly speaking about it, Gala is helping me on my own self-love journey.
I am clearly not accepting parts of myself that need to be loved. I have deemed myself unworthy and unlovable by comparison to someone I’ve never even met. But now I am bringing light to those things I don’t like about myself. With a little patience, I am transforming those things into my greatest assets.
If not glamourous, I am a lot of fun. If not skinny, I’m muscular and fit. If not out-of-this-world, my writing style is flowing and evolving. So what if I’m a little older, I look young and I know I’m hella wise! And every time my world falls apart, I put it back together in a way that makes me cackle with delight.
And just like that, I feel my confidence growing. The questions Gala makes me ask about myself yield entirely new ways to love and appreciate the life I have.
Gala helps me dream bigger for myself. She helps me be a better person. She has helped me turn shameful insecurities into positive aspects. She helped me look my jealousy in the eye and turn it into love.
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