A funny thing happened about a year ago. I had been blogging for a few years at that point and was going about my life minding my own business when I saw a fellow blogger ask for guest posts about marriage. I’d never guest posted for anyone before but thought I’d give it a shot. Then I did another. Then I wrote one of my favorite guest posts of all time which was actually just a list of crap that annoys me. I’m not kidding. Just a list of stuff I hate. I sent it to my friend over at Army Wife Style because it was better suited for her blog than mine at the time.
Then a light bulb went off.
Who was I trying so hard to impress? Why can’t I post the random snarky stuff that pops in my head?
So, when I started my Facebook Fan page (which I’ll be deeply offended if you say you haven’t liked yet) I decided that would be a good place to let my inner snark out. I’m really very snarky, sassy, and sarcastic in real life. I have a horribly dry sense of humor and actually delight in watching people try to figure out if I’m serious or not. Which I almost never am.
Slowly that started to bleed into my Twitter account and the next thing I know, I’m writing posts about punching stupid people in the throat after slapping them in the face. And somehow, it all seems to work. No matter what you might think of me when I’m reflecting on my inner self, I’m truly not a very serious person in real life and felt that there are probably more people that are bratty and snotty like me than I realize.
I had found my People.
Yes, I’m probably still better known for my more serious stuff, but I prefer not to keep things too thought provoking too often. 1. I’m not that serious. 2. I need to release my inner snark and when I don’t have work to harass people, I have to do it some other way. And 3. Both are sides of me that I think inform people about who I am. A bipolar and deeply confused woman who can’t decided if she’s a closet intellectual or a giant a*hole. Or a little of both.