What to do when you feel like a Fraud (Hint: Get Over It)

2019 has been a weird year. I haven't been hiking, climbing, camping, etc. nearly as much as I used to. I'm just here-- adulting proficiently, but not adventuring very much at all. Have you ever felt so grounded that you don't want to move, yet so restless that you can't stop thinking about moving?

It's natural to change and it's healthy to rest. But I started this project, Outdoorism, with so much passion, and lately I don't feel like I have the right to claim it anymore. If being outdoors isn't a main part of my everyday life right now, how can I possibly keep running this business? 

The answer I'm finding? Get over it. I still love to do all things outdoors (It's still a part of my life in doses & I think about it every day). Life is just getting in the way of the lifestyle I want. Maybe that's just a part of growing up (though I suspect it doesn't have to be).

I also struggle with the idea of finding my "people". What a privilege it is to hike, camp, backpack, climb, etc. with adventure partners and kindred spirits. I've had a taste of what that's like, but I haven't ever really felt like I'm a part of a group where I naturally fit in-- whether it was because of being a POC, black, a woman or whatever it may be. But the takeaway from that for me is that Outdoorism is exactly what I should be doing. It was born out of my passion for being an outsider even more than was about actually being outside

Alas, Outdoorism is here to stay. And I'm going to work on doing more of those things I love along the way... Thank you for being a part of the journey.

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  • Claudia Meneses

    I love this! I have felt this way many times over in the past 10 years. I also never felt like I fit in and even as the hiking and backpacking world exploded with IG and FB I stayed away from big groups. I did however found some of my peeps in the Sierra Club that are my kindred spirits. And still, life gets in the way and many months will pass when I’ll finally venture out on my own, and recently with my love. But I remind myself that I belong outdoors, at my own at my pace and when I am lucky with my kindred spirits.

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