How I Stopped Worrying and Learned to Love My Stats

Stats.

Fucking stats.

My stats fluctuate more than Oprah’s weight (or mine for that matter), and I’m not entirely sure why. That being said, I’ve decided Fuck that. Fuck that a lot.™ 

I no longer care about my stats. As long as there are more than 3 people (Mom, me, and me) reading my little blog venture (and I know you’re all out there), I’m a happy Chrissy. Actually, I’m more than a happy Chrissy. I’m ecstatic.

If you’re busy worrying about how many people view your blog each day…STOP. Because it shouldn’t matter. Are you writing for you, or are you writing for them? Do the stats make you panicky? Overwhelmed? Nervous? Excited? Pick you up then drop you down? Do you feel like it’s a rollercoaster that just. won’t. end? Get off the ride. When it comes to a rolling stop at the station, stand up and call it quits. On the stats. Not your blog.

Build your community. Focus on relationships, not numbers. Make friends in the blogosphere. Comment on other blogs. Make new friends. Troll the comments sections of blogs you like. If you like them, you’ll probably like others who do as well. Become active on Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, Pinterest, or join a new social media platform altogether, like Triberr or Yappem. Join my social media communities. Connect with me. Connect with other bloggers. It’s all about networking, not numbers.

Do I actually love my stats? No. Because I rarely look at them anymore.

What’s your favorite part of the blogging community? Whether you’re a writer or a valued reader, how do you get involved?

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