If you ever have a chance to pimp yourself for a contest, do so immediately. Sure, it’s annoying. And the whole “vote for me!” vibe can be awkward. But think about it – if we aren’t our biggest cheerleaders, how do we expect anyone else to be?
A few days ago, I learned the good people at Forbes Magazine were throwing their fourth annual “Best Websites/Blogs for Women” contest. After nominating my friend and incomparable Aussie transplant Kirsty Spraggon of KirstyTv, I thought I’d throw myself in the ring.
I know the demographic ‘aint up my alley, but c’mon – the exposure of just being nominated, having the opportunity for editors and bigwigs at Forbes to check me out? I’m all in.
I had a feeling a small group of pals and loyal readers would nominate me, but what blew my socks off was the massive amount of shout-outs and praise I received from people throughout the United States, Canada, Europe, and even as far away as India (side note: not one family member took the time to sign up and nominate, which is no surprise, and after my initial disappointment, I’m really ok with it).
Have you ever thought about the shit people will say about you after you’re gone? Seriously. Am I the only sick ticket in town who wonders about the verbal buzz hovering around the cheese and cracker table, while my favorite 80s alternative tunes whisper through the speakers? How’s that whole ‘recovering narcissism’ thing working out fur’ya, girl?
Self-centered thinking aside, reading those nomination comments about this little one-woman-show-blog – how these posts are inspiring, entertaining, thought-provoking, and funny – well, it’s beyond surreal. Like being alive at your own funeral – getting to hear all the cool things people think and say about you.
After perusing through the 100 Website winners over at Forbes, it makes sense that my blog didn’t make the cut (lots of great sites giving financial and career advice, not one “Recovering Hot Mess 80s Coke Whore Finding Self-Worth” page in the bunch). It also makes sense that I’d even think about pimping myself out to keep such company. Because really, why not? Exposure and opportunity for a writer is much like how it goes down on the stripper pole; you gotta make yourself be seen.
Self-worth is a tricky thing when you’re recovering from a lifetime of not having any. When faced with certain challenges (contests, in this case), our brains automatically go to “Yea, right! Dream on! You’ll never win! You’re not good enough!” But when we recognize that those thoughts are mere side-effects of circumstance (how we were raised, living through trauma, etc.), another part of us stands up and says, “Why NOT me?!” – and we allow ourselves to be vulnerable.
From the bottom of my dysfunctional heart – I can’t thank you enough for reading and if you were one of the many people who nominated my blog to make the list over at Forbes – please know that you’ve given me an even better prize. You’ve reminded me why I’m doing this.
Everything worth having is worth fighting for, and the things we want most, give us the most fear. Love, security, comfort, strength – they’re all born from struggle within ourselves believing we’re worthy of them.
Each time we enter a contest, go on a job interview, audition for a part, ask someone out, enter a writing piece, raise our hand – we are exercising our inherent belief in the wholehearted human beings we were born to be.
Sounds like winning to me.
Here’s the part where you tell me: what would you say about yourself on a nomination form?
18 thoughts on “And the winners are…”
It’s amazing, isn’t it, how it takes courage just to throw your hat in the ring. To open yourself up to the possibility of rejection. Glad you went for it.
Thanks Courtney! Quite a lesson – and for once is was learned with pleasure and not pain!
Very well said. I know exactly where you’re coming from – the anxiety alone in how others perceive us can be debilitating, but well worth the validation that results. You’re a great writer with an original perspective that Forbes wasn’t ready for…yet. I insist you enter next year. Keep up the wonderful insight, I’m immensely enjoying it.
Wow – thank you! I love that you insist! I’m in!
Amen to the last paragraph!
Props to you for trying! You’re definitely worthy. And that’s what really counts.
Thanks so much!
Gurl – I got you! I get it. I AM THERE! You are such a source for me as I start my new journey I love that those financial experts were hit with a dose of your awesomeness!
Oh… and this:
“Self-worth is a tricky thing when you’re recovering from a lifetime of not having any.”
keep going. Keep inspiring. Keep being you!
Right back at YOU!
You summed up the experience beautifully… Wow. But as we all know, the best movies, best music, and best anything always starts with a loyal following that eventually becomes too huge to ignore. You are on the right trajectory Christine. Then I will tell people I used to read you before you launched into the stratosphere!!! Much continued success to you!
Wow – this comment just gave me goosebumps! Thanks so much! ps: “trajectory” is one of my favorite words.
“Friends are the family you choose for yourself.” I don’t know who said that, but they were pretty smart, and no doubt had shit for family. I’ll nominate you for bestest pal, funniest girlfriend, most amazing eyes… and best blog for women anytime! When it comes to the fam, join me and the Divine Miss M: Fuck ’em if they can’t take a joke.
Bitch. Making me tear up at the office.
I LOVE our Divine Ms M!
Who would’ve thunk back in 1987 – your punk-ed out white mohawk, my Bananarama style – we’d be sending love through the Interwebs.
Pass the Ticklepink and turn up the Simon and Garfunkel, and for fuck’s sake, make sure there’s gas in your truck.
Love you more than my luggage. xxoo
Babe, you are queen of the real. It might not be easy, but if the crown fits…. xo
Nice! Thanks girl.
I think they could have used a recovering narcissist, drug addict stripper on the roster. Keep it real 🙂
That’s right! Thanks Lina!