140 of 365: Barbed Wire Fencing

Being a blogger for as long as I have means people get to know your name and form opinions about you based on your writing and images. I am surprised when people don't realize that familiarity with a blogger's work does not equate to fully understanding them as a human being.

Does that even make sense?

Sometimes people are amazingly wonderful to me because of my blogging and other times people are perfectly rotten to me because of my blogging. While I do enjoy the positive feedback quite a bit, the negative takes me by surprise each and every time. Its stupid, I know. My inner 7th grade girl just wants to be liked by everyone. Sadly, she was disappointed in junior high school and for sure she is disappointed in Second Life. It is enough to make a person want to put up barbed wire fencing around her heart.


Quaintly Tuqiri said...

I find that a lot of people don't really 'get' blogging; like, they might read something you wrote a few months or weeks ago and get a certain idea of you, when whatever you wrote was a fleeting response to what was happening at the time; it's not necessarily how you always, or normally are.

I feel vulnerable when I blog because I'm putting my thoughts and opinions -- and sometimes my hopes, dreams, doubts and fears -- out there, and I know I'm opening myself up to criticism, because not everybody will understand or be supportive. In fact sometimes people can be shockingly unkind, but thankfully those are few and far between.

In the end I console myself that these people don't truly know me. It doesn't make their words and judgmental attitudes hurt less, but it enables me to turn away from whatever they have said because I know who I am and I know the truth. I know the full story and I don't need to defend myself to anyone.

Similarly, Chestnut, you know who you are. We are none of us perfect, but we try our best, and that's really all that anyone can do. /me drops a gentle kiss on your poor bruised heart. *hugs*

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Chestnut Rau said...

Thank you so much Quaintly.

To the comment spammer in a language I can't read -- buh bye. Thank you google translator.

Ari Blackthorne™ said...

Well... you can do like I do: assume everyone who ever contacts me hates me for something I've said at some point in my life.

That way, I am never surprised, except in a pleasant way. LOL

I am not an evil person. I am not a hateful person. In fact, I have often been told I am considerably more understanding and empathic than many.

However, I also hate with a purple-passion the whole concept of what we commonly call "political correctness".

yes, I'm gruff and opinionated. Yes, I can be rather harsh quite often. But in the long run, there is no question about my mind on things. I am insanely patient with ignorance, but despise stupidity. I am vocal and loud. But yet in person (such as real life) I am actually rather quiet and shy. Introverted.

It's like to old "pulling a band-aid" off: do it hard and quick. it hurts, but that pain fades quickly and it's over-with. Or, pull it soft and slow... but then the hurt continues on and on.

It is not any kind of anonymity that I hide behind. I keep no secrets and my real life is there for anyone to find if they feel for some reason the need to find it (such as my real name, my non-SL email and all that nonsense).

It's just who I am.

So I say to all: when you get to actually know me, then you'll actually know me.


Scott Bromide said...

I am far from managing a great life, but I've found you'll never make everyone happy no matter what you do. Someone will always jump to wrong conclusions, or take offense to something, or just plain be looking for trouble outright. It seems to just be human nature.

I just do the things I think I should do, those that want to hate me fine, those that want to love me fine. Still, it is sometimes hard to tune the negative people out.