If you want pretty pictures, smiling faces and delicious recipes, well, come back tomorrow. If you want a real post about life, blogging and trying to find a balance, well, hello!
Guys, I’m completely exhausted in all senses of the word. Not only am I completely jet-lagged, but I’ve been running around the state of Washington like a chicken with its head cut off for a PR trip for work. Don’t get me wrong, it was incredible. I still can’t believe I can call what I do my job. MINE. It’s amazing. But we’re not here to talk about that. We’re going to talk about little ol’ me instead.
Lately, I’ve been really apathetic towards blogging. I’m sure you can all tell, my content isn’t up to par, I haven’t made a new recipe for this site for a couple weeks and I’ve been snarky, sassy and sort of rude on social media. And as I write this, part of me wants to say “I’m sorry!” Part of me wants to make up some fluffy bs about what’s going on and then beg for your forgiveness. But you know what? I’m not going to. Because I’m not sorry. My life has been crazy these past few weeks with work, travel and a new part time job. I just haven’t had the time or energy to commit to this. And you know what? I think that’s okay. Because here’s a shocking revelation…I’m not perfect.
I sometimes go through lulls or crazy busy weeks where I don’t eat homemade meals. Where I order pizza, Chinese food or eat peanut butter out of the jar for dinner and call it a night. Or days when I’d rather poke out both of my eyeballs with a fork than talk about food because it’s what I’ve been doing all day for work. Sometimes I just want to crawl in a hole with my husband and puppy and never come out.
My busy schedule isn’t the only reason for my apathy and dismay towards blogging. I’ve gotten some pretty rude, hateful and ridiculous comments lately that have made me start to question why I even blog at all. I know there are rude and mean people out there. I know that acknowledging them is letting them win. I know that these hateful, rude comments mean “I’ve made it,” or whatever that saying is. But I don’t have super thick skin. When people lash out on me, my views and my food, I take it to heart. It’s hard for me not to. This post has actually been a long time coming, but it all started with one person.
I posted a recipe a few weeks ago, a pumpkin coffee cake bread to be exact. Someone didn’t like it and told me it wasn’t healthy. Okay, fair enough. So I told them that, yes, she was right, just because something is labeled as low-fat doesn’t mean it’s necessarily healthy. Then she lashed back to say “well your site is about nutrition, I thought all you posted was healthy.” That’s the comment I had trouble with. See, I can see her point, my site is titled “the Realistic Nutritionist” but they KEY word in that is realistic. (I mean, read my about me.) I never once stated that I was perfect. I never once promised that all of my recipes would be low-fat, healthy or nutritious. I try my best to lighten up recipes so they can be enjoyed guilt-free, but that’s all. All I can do is try because I’m not perfect.
It’s hard as a healthy living blogger, especially, because people EXPECT perfection from you. They expect you to eat and post only healthy recipes. Well, friends, if you are expecting only healthy, only light, only this or that kind of stuff from here, you might be disappointed. I try to live my life in moderation. I sometimes eat bacon. I also sometimes have wine for dinner. And that’s just how I live.
And you know what? I love it that way. My life may be messy with stains, tears and dust, but it’s the only life I know and it’s one I’m insanely proud of. And who wants to be perfect anyway?