My name is Mrs. Woog and I am a sell out.

Recently, a lot of you (thank you kiss kiss) filled out a reader survey so I can get to know my readers a little more. I was starting to read some of the responses when the words appeared on my screen……

Heart stops. Panic attack knocks at the door. Questions ones every move…

Now lets turn to Wiki for some big words…

“Selling out” is a common idiomatic pejorative expression for the compromising of a person’s integrity, morality, authenticity, or principles in exchange for personal gain, such as money.[1] In terms of music or art, selling out is associated with attempts to tailor material to a mainstream or commercial audience; for example, a musician who alters his material to encompass a wider audience, and in turn generates greater revenue, may be labeled by fans who pre-date the change as a “sellout.”

My friends, I cannot find my morals. When last I lost them, turns out that they were on my head the whole time!

I have been officially a sell out for over five years now, when I decided I had to either “shit or get off the pot”, so to speak. Dare I dream it? Dare I even think that I could turn my passion into a… yep. Imma going to say it..a BUSINESS?

Silence falls over the room as a young baby cries. In the distance a dog is barking…

So I shat. (That is a euphemism people. Bowels are working just fine) And the thing that I have learnt over my selling out years is that some people do not like others to try new things. I have triumphed on certain projects, failed MISERABLY on a few but overall, I get great pleasure in collaborating with great minds and talent to bring you sponsored content as authentically as possible.

Shall I be shrilling to you the benefits of feeding your kids fruit loops? Fuck no, but if you do feed your kids fruit loops, well then that is your choice. I hate the word INFLUENCE. It implies that you need guidance in life’s decisions. I am going to assume you, yes you, sitting there reading this, are an intelligent being perfectly capable of using your own knowledge and noggin. In a social media world littered with beautiful imagery, pert buttocks in white bikinis and inspirational salads, it is hard to stand out in the crowd. On the surface, it may appear that I am gliding along like a swan, but the truth is that under the water, I am a thrashing hot mess.

Making money online is not easy. Sure, you can do an expensive course to learn to discover your “why” but really you are just lining the pockets of the online “entrepreneurs” who are everywhere. Generation Y I blame you and your clever, clever ways!

Social media is moving so quickly, and I am standing aside as the new generation of Mummy Blogger sweep by, with model looks and doing fantastic work raising awareness and charity work. You need to keep up with the pace. You need to keep relevant. Start doing bathroom selfies. Car selfies, Walking down the fucking street selfies. And lift selfies. All the while you are hustling. (Am I Roxy Jacenko?)

The only influence that I want to have over you is to give yourself permission to cut yourself some slack.  I took myself off for a long, hard, stern word this morning, that I am doing the best I can. It’s not perfect, but it is me. The best that I can.

And I know that you are doing the best that you can do. Just keep swimming xx