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Someone once asked me how I “do what I do” when I’m feeling vulnerable or embarrassed.
My answer was probably not helpful, as it was something they were obviously struggling with, because my reply was simply “I just push through it. I don’t really have a choice. People depend on me to make things happen, so I can’t really take time to wrestle with such ideas. I feel them, I contend with them, I spend more than a few minutes a session chatting to my therapist about them…but I don’t really have an option to let them stop me.”
This week, I have a good story of embarrassment to share with you, if you are struggling with something this week. It will hopefully bring a smile to your face and give you a push to do something that feels foolish!
We’ve been picking up the marketing and content focuses in CYC over the past few months, and in April I had a consultation with a social media pro about our current plans.
Part of her initial feedback was that I needed to not only focus on CYC’s accounts and feeds, but my own. Which is something I’ve actually been cutting back on to focus on other projects and writing.
She noted that an easy pick-up for me would be to try to use Instagram a bit more, as folks are always curious about the creative/writing/entrepreneurial process. Now, aside from the fact that most days I would rather slam myself into a brick wall again and again and again over espousing on social media about how hashtag-blessed I am to be working on whatever I’m doing that day, there was a greater problem.
With my fibromyalgia (a chronic illness that affects your tendons, joints, muscles—pretty much all fine motor skills) and older phone, I struggled to take photos that could be shared on social media because my hands had a constant (mild) tremor.
But, as I noted before, not at least trying something that someone recommends for the agency’s growth is not really an option.
So I sat and thought about where I could find the best cell phones (I didn’t want to get a whole separate camera to use, as I love photos, but not really taking them) for people with shaking hands.
Here comes the smile for you and sheer embarrassment for me…
I ended up scouring the AARP (American Association of Retired Persons) because that is a demographic that also battles with fine motor skill control. Of course not all retired persons, but it’s a common side effect of traveling around the sun yearly.
What does that mean?
Well, my friend, the new phone I’ve been using to post more Instagram pics than I’ve posted in probably the past six months is one that I found because at the age of 37 my hands are all shaky and resembling a person 15-20 years older than me. Awesome.
This is such a small thing, and let’s be real, my personal Instagram use isn’t going to make or break our 2nd quarter profits. But there are always going to be obstacles to doing even the simplest thing. Sure it might be embarrassing as all get-out to have to acknowledge them—but there are solutions as well.
Whatever you are scared to do this week, just think back on this story of buying phone for the camera, to use on social media; and hopefully my silly sleuthing will give you enough of a grin to take a leap yourself!