Every day I delete over two dozen emails from PR companies with invites to review beauty items, become an affiliate for an online boutique, interview an actress or an author, and to share an expert’s insight on relationships, sex, or self-love. It’s annoying as fuck, even if I get free products or get paid to push their brand. I know, bloggers would KILL for these emails and contacts. At one point, I did too. And as the Pussycat Doll’s song lyric, “Be careful what you wish for or you just might get it,” runs through my head as I type, I recall how desperately I wanted to be a part of “the in crowd” of bloggers and influencers. I just didn’t know about blogger stress. 

I remember attending BlogHer in San Diego in 2011 and pimping myself out as a love expert and blogger to no avail. Mom bloggers were in high demand and I was single and sans child. I felt rejected, defeated and determined to get a brand deal without having to get knocked up. Nothing knew for those that know me. When I’m denied I usually feel like shit before putting my game face on and shouting, “Oh, I’m going to do this. Just you wait!” Read the rest on Latina x Love Magazine!