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One of the most embarrassing moments in Steemit was at the beginning...
Initially I started at Steemit with the illusion of earning dollars. Exchange them in my country meant a lot of money! Earn extra money in order to survive the endless crisis in which we, venezuelans, live.
At first, I was excited and at the same time scared (Im pretty shy) I started writing my posts. Every day I saw the list of posts on my blog, waiting for the upvotes. The profit!
The dream of getting rich overnight. But as they say in my country, the one who lives of illusions dies of disappointments.
I woke up from my bubble and over time, It popped. I became disillusioned, discouraged
I tried to write about everything, to see which was the most striking trend. What started as a hobby, became an obsession.
I was disappointed by the fact that I wrote posts with professional content and earned very little, unlike others that were simply photos of girls or comments that did not exceed 100 words.
Being looking at the screen to see if someone voted for my posts, became more than a habit, an addiction.
The worst of all was that I felt envy and jealousy for those who earned a lot more with their posts than me.
Steemit had awakened the worst in me. I had never felt that kind of feeling.
That's how I felt at the beginning. I really felt sorry for my feelings. I stopped writing post for a while. It was very embarrassing for me.
But thanks to the support of many steemians friends I kept writing post eventually. But this time, for the purpose of having fun, learning and sharing.
Was a lesson to learn...
Thanks for reading!