- Erykah Badu
Truer words were never spoken.
I am an artist. And a Pisces. These two things basically make me an open wound at all times. Luckily, I have some things in my arsenal, that protect me from constantly weeping; my big mouth, my quick wit, and my ability to laugh at myself. It's stream of consciousness Sunday, and the topic is: what feels overwhelming to you right now and how are you coping?
|Seeing this ridiculous cuteness everyday helps me cope, for sure.|
I have unleashed my views upon the world, via my blog. Surprise! Not everyone loves what I have to say. It's been a little overwhelming dealing with the negative feedback from the people in cyberspace who hate my guts. Listen, I admit that I have a strong personality, and that not everyone likes people with opinions. I'm just finding it a little overwhelming figuring out how to deal with these people.
Sometimes, people have no sense of humor. I just think, wow- I can't believe you didn't know I was joking about that? Last week I wrote a blog about attachment parenting that I thought was obviously written in jest. Emphasis on the word obviously. Someone left me a comment that said, I feel sorry for your children to have a mother like you. What? Then there were the two Facebook fans I lost, six minutes after writing about Fifty Shades of Grey. Holy shit.
And then there was the woman or man (not sure which because they posted anonymously) who felt the need to visit my blog twice, months apart, to call me graceless. This pissed me off. I Googled how to deal with negative feedback on your blog. Yes, I really did- I am that big of a dork. Google told me that I should always take the high road, be empathetic, and respond in an appreciative way.
I actually do appreciate this woman or man or whoever, because they got me thinking about why I write my blog. They remarked in their opus of a comment that I put my opinions out there to be judged. Sorry, whoever you are- but no I don't. I actually hate being judged. And don't tell another adult what their intentions are. Ever.
I started this blog because after having my child, I began to feel really isolated. Truly. I don't have a lot of friends with children. Your life becomes very small and lonely when you are basically the only one of your friends that has procreated. I wanted to connect with other women that feel the same way that I do. That get my jokes. Women that would basically be my friends in real life.
So, back to stream of consciousness Sunday. What feels overwhelming to me? Anonymous insults in cyberspace. How I cope? By realizing how many amazing people I have connected with already, because one day I decided to take a few minutes to design this page- and put some thoughts on it.
Thanks people- for getting my jokes.
And thanks All Things Fadra for the writing prompts on Sunday. If you want to join in, go to allthingsfadra.com every Sunday and link up.