I'm not sure if today's post is going to be short or long, because I'm currently curled up in my chair covered in a blanket, with only my hands peeking out as I slowly type between sips of tea and fits of coughing. I'm not even sure when this post will go up, because I have to take frequent nap breaks as my nurse friends yell at me that I need to be resting, not blogging, before I end up with pneumonia or in the hospital.
I usually push through being sick and continue blogging into the wee hours of the morning, but seeing as my husband has to escort me to and from the washroom because attempts to walk on my own have me weaving back and forth like I'm failing a sobriety test, even I have to admit that I'm pretty sick and probably shouldn't be straining myself. Husband is nagging me while still bringing me a constant supply of tea and soup broth; I've been living off a diet of hot liquids, the occasional poached egg, and saltine crackers. Actually, this is pretty much me over the weekend, just with a saltine instead of a carrot:
Thankfully, not only does my husband support me by being my tea-and-soup dealer, he also doesn't complain when he trips over yet another unpacked box of Korean cosmetics, nor does he ask me judgey questions about how much I spend on my hobby (i.e. blogging) because he knows I respect my budget, nor does he side-eye me when he stumbles out for a washroom trip at 4 am on a Sunday morning and I'm still up blogging. OK, maybe he glares at me forgoing sleep yet again, but at least he doesn't say anything?
He also made an effort to help me place and take a photo of my 'sick day routine' because I can't really stand up, let alone lean over, right now. So this photo is courtesy of Mr. Snow, given with full credits:
Thank goodness for cleansing water and decanting things into mist bottles, because this is as close to a 'routine' as this flu-riddled version of myself is going to get this weekend. Did you know that sheet masks can be a way to pleasantly cool a fevered face? Just saying.
I'm also exhausted from unnecessary drama that has been popping up lately over the last few months, but hit particularly hard this weekend- terrible timing, but is there ever good timing for people to make wild blanket accusations about the ethics of bloggers? I'm going with no, but seeing as I was already in a haze of dizziness and flu symptoms, I was out of the resources needed to calmly ignore it and keep on living right. Instead, I just decided to throw out some #receipts on the table so that people could stop speculating and realize that they're actively sabotaging the people who are living right, driving away people who are in it for love, not for money.
It's times like these that make me question blogging, because when the currency in which you pay yourself for your time, effort, and personal $$, is not money but love, how do you keep going when you get a facefull of misplaced anger and hate?
There's so much negativity in the beauty blogging world; so much jealousy and suspicion and shade even from within the blogging community itself. So how do you offset that? In my experience, it's by reaching out to one's peers as a hand in the darkness, and looking for ways to lift one another up instead of tearing one another down.
I don't think this gets talked about nearly enough, so I'm going to talk about it today.
I usually push through being sick and continue blogging into the wee hours of the morning, but seeing as my husband has to escort me to and from the washroom because attempts to walk on my own have me weaving back and forth like I'm failing a sobriety test, even I have to admit that I'm pretty sick and probably shouldn't be straining myself. Husband is nagging me while still bringing me a constant supply of tea and soup broth; I've been living off a diet of hot liquids, the occasional poached egg, and saltine crackers. Actually, this is pretty much me over the weekend, just with a saltine instead of a carrot:
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| Gif made from video here: Dito Lobito on youtube |
He also made an effort to help me place and take a photo of my 'sick day routine' because I can't really stand up, let alone lean over, right now. So this photo is courtesy of Mr. Snow, given with full credits:
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| Photo credit: Mr. Snow, who also patiently endured me "steadying myself" by holding his butt while he bent over to arrange these on the table and then snapped the photo. I'm sick, not dead. |
I'm also exhausted from unnecessary drama that has been popping up lately over the last few months, but hit particularly hard this weekend- terrible timing, but is there ever good timing for people to make wild blanket accusations about the ethics of bloggers? I'm going with no, but seeing as I was already in a haze of dizziness and flu symptoms, I was out of the resources needed to calmly ignore it and keep on living right. Instead, I just decided to throw out some #receipts on the table so that people could stop speculating and realize that they're actively sabotaging the people who are living right, driving away people who are in it for love, not for money.
It's times like these that make me question blogging, because when the currency in which you pay yourself for your time, effort, and personal $$, is not money but love, how do you keep going when you get a facefull of misplaced anger and hate?
There's so much negativity in the beauty blogging world; so much jealousy and suspicion and shade even from within the blogging community itself. So how do you offset that? In my experience, it's by reaching out to one's peers as a hand in the darkness, and looking for ways to lift one another up instead of tearing one another down.
I don't think this gets talked about nearly enough, so I'm going to talk about it today.
In this post:
- Blogging #receipts: what my blog pays me
- The Snailcast podcast, Episode 6: The Truth about Asian Beauty Blogs and $$$
- Countering the beauty blogging culture of jealousy, speculation, and suspicion
- An open letter of appreciation to my readers
- What's in my "sick day" routine
