Sometimes I wish I was a Harlot, or a Wendy, or a Cara...and then I see something like that. And I remember that people don't always like that you're popular, or doing well, or happy, or feel okay about sharing your opinions. And I thought, wow, I'm glad I have a small readership, I guess, because everyone is nice who comes here, and no one flames me out.
But then I remembered - I did get flamed out once. And it hurt. Because it wasn't about something at work (where a bit of flaming comes with the territory) or my knitting (where I perhaps deserve flaming sometimes!) - it was about the most important thing in the world to me. Someone who (clearly) doesn't know me left a comment on my 100 things post basically telling me that living with a man to whom I wasn't married was asking to be let down hard. (I've deleted the comment because I didn't want that kind of negativity here, so I can't quote exactly - it was more hatefully worded than that.) The person wasn't even a knitter, so I've no idea what he was here for, or why he was so curious and vested in my personal life. Say what you want on your own blog, but why would you want to come here and attack my life??
It hurts to have someone go to special effort to slam you for something so deeply personal, like the love of your life or your whole outlook in general.
I'm not asking for anything by saying all this - just throwing a little sympathy out into the universe, I guess.
And to say that Karma bites, bites hard, and bites in the arse. Don't say nasty things to people. Especially don't try to take away their joy.
(Oh, and just in case that guy still, for some reason, drops in on me sometimes: You were wrong. Asshole.)
Speaking of karma.....remember this sock? (That is my favorite photoset. I've added a few new pictures to it. I kill me.) I've destashed the yarn.....and the sock. I couldn't bear to rip it myself, so I put it on destash, and someone has offered to relieve me of it. I think I'll miss it a little - but I did get out of it something priceless: Travis' favorite photo of me.
Whoever did that to you does't even deserve to be a blogger. How can he talk about his life if he can't appreciate others'? If that's the way you choose to feel, than that's it. I totally agree with you, and I hope this dude sees that more people vouch you than anyone would EVER vouch for him. Sucka.
ReplyDeleteYou are so sweet! Thanks for having my back.
ReplyDeleteDoesn't matter how popular your blog might or might not be - it's all about putting yourself out there.
I have a blog - it's a public blog - which means anyone can read it and anyone can leave comments. Not everyone is going to like what I have to say and that's FINE with me. I wouldn't think of censoring someone else's opinion. Which is kind of really funny because the people who do the flaming have no problem telling you to censor yourself. You know?
I'm sorry someone made you feel bad. It's never a nice thing. Mostly though, I end up feeling sorry for the other person. Clearly they're missing something fundamental in their lives that drives them to be so petty and sad that they derive power from making someone else feel bad.
Oh and for the record? My love and I lived together for ten years before we got married. ;-)
Don't listen to that a**hole!! Tell that *person* that life is way too short to be nasty. What a JERK
ReplyDeleteBTY, I have never laughed so hard at all those "sock too big" pictures...You made my day;))))))