I came very close to ending my blog; in fact I am still on the fence about opening my soul to every person I know and then some (I get nervous butterflies every time I press 'Publish'). The last blog that I wrote prompted someone to write something that I considered derogatory and disgusting as a comment. I was so taken back by this. I am well aware that a lot of people have access to what I write, but this person is someone who knows me (acknowledging my second employer by name, something that I didn't divulge in the post). My heart broke. This blog is so far from my comfort zone, that I kept it private for months before I shared it with the world. I thought that the people that I surround myself with were true friends, the people that I write about, the people that I adore. Clearly, this is unrequited adoration.
I have received messages from people who actually like what I write. Maybe they can relate, maybe it makes people laugh, maybe they're bored; either way they are reading what I write and liking it. I like writing; I write to vent, to clear my head, to keep myself honest.
I don't write a controversial blog, so I don't know why someone would purposely write something hurtful, but I don't think that I am ready to give it up. Perhaps I need a thicker skin or to be more selective on who I choose to be my friends.
I am not going to regress on my progress and cower from one hater. It's not who I am. I have been through some pretty tough things in my fairly short life. I'll be damn if I let a mean commenter get the better of me! Just sayin'
You can't silence me that easily!
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