May 07, 2006

Stages

Admit it, fellow bloggers, you've felt this way too. You reach a point where you wonder why in the hell you still have a blog; what's the point? Either you feel like no one is reading what you have to say, or you have nothing to say at all.

This past week I reached that point, only I felt like this blog had gotten me into more trouble than it's worth. Regular readers know how I tend to shoot off my mouth about certain things, and through my humble posts I've gotten into some verbal issues with others.

In the past week I've found out just how big my mouth really is, and to be honest, I got a little bit angry. I felt almost censored...spied on...watched...paranoid?

Well, yeah, paranoid. But this morning when I got a couple of rather non-complementary comments I let loose on Husband.

"Why is it that other women can post about whatever; their lives, their issues, and everyone loves them, but when I try to talk about this or that someone gets a fart crosswise or leaves nasty comments?! The biggest damn mistake I ever did was tell my friends and family about this stupid blog."

To which Husband calmly (he's always calm) told me that this is no different than those Libs who used to come around and pick fights, and I didn't quit after that, why stop now?

He's right. That, combined with an e-mail from a fellow and well-respected blogger bolstered me up and I'm not feeling so whiny and self-pitying anymore. Quite frankly, it got annoying.

So, dammit, this is my damn blog, and I'll say it again: if you happen to come to my page and don't like what you read, be an adult (try, really hard) and just keep moving. If you're one of those trolls, well, you're welcome to stick around, but once in a while it would be nice to actually get some feedback. Do you think I do this to hear myself talk? Cripes, I've got kids for that!