On my 18th birthday, I had just started college, and my friends took me to Planet Hollywood, where a server brought me a cake with a candle and made me stand on a chair.
I don’t remember that moment, perhaps because strangers were looking at me, but I do know that it was the start of a new phase in my life—freedom! learning! voting! self-actualization! coming out!—and led to many great things.
Like most milestones in our lives, though, there isn’t any immediate change that day. I was the same person the day before my 18th birthday and the day after, though I’m certainly different now.
I mean, just look at this photo from that day, when I really needed the help of the Fab Five, or just someone who could tell me about belts and clothing sizes:
I’m reminiscing about 18th birthdays because today is the 18th anniversary of reality blurred‘s birth, the day I started adding posts into Blogger. (I made the site live a few days later.)
reality blurred certainly has grown and evolved tremendously in these 18 years.
I want to make some comparison here to watching my kid grow up, and how quickly that time has passed, but the metaphor falls apart really quickly because a writing and publishing endeavor is not a child, and this one still requires constant, daily care, which I am glad to provide.
Thank you for making this possible
I’m also grateful for my new friends at Mediavine, an ad management company I joined two months ago. They’re the reason why ads now look better, load faster, and have reversed the terrifying trend of declining ad revenue.
Publishing and media are still industries in flux, from finding sustainable new business models to the fact that the President of the United States thinks most journalists and writers like me are “really bad people.” (If Jeff Probst becomes president next, I am really in trouble.)
Seriously, with the combination of support from readers like you and the brilliant team at Mediavine, I’m confident we’ll be celebrating reality blurred birthdays for many years to come.
Mostly, though, what makes all of this possible is you, dear reader, whether you’ve been with me for a month or for most of these 18 years. (There are quite a few of you! Say hi in the comments!)
So thank you for reading and being a part of this wild reality television journey. You’ve shared shows you love with me, and links to something you noticed online; debated players’ strategies and fans’ reactions; and challenged me to see things in different ways.
I’m beyond appreciative and grateful for all of that, and all of you. So, cheers to all of us on reality blurred‘s 18th.
By the way, if you’re new-ish to reality blurred, you might want to read previous birthday/anniversary posts, when I told the stories of: