I’m feeling grumpy today so no quick takes because who wants seven paragraphs of ‘I’m being moody and irrational.”? I really tried typing up a funny post but I kept drifting towards the word “hatred” or adult language so I realized maybe I shouldn’t attempt humor while I’m seething inside. It’s been one of those weeks of taking things personally and wasting mental effort on arguments I don’t really want to have, because, it’s the freaking internet and no one was trying to piss me off so I just need to get over myself. While I love being connected to great people I hate how the anonymity of it all gives people the balls to say things online they’d never say personally and assume a complete understanding of someone / a situation they know absolutely nothing about. And then I get mad at myself for not being able to shrug it off and move on. The logistics of packing for a week away isn’t helping. Obviously, I’m not coping well because I’m still online rather than doing one of the millions of things I know I won’t want to be doing at midnight tonight.
So, anyway, grumble, grumble, grumble……come back Sunday when I’ll be jumping online to announce the winner of my giveaway (less than 24 hours to go!) and then hopefully I’ll be able to keep myself away from the screen for the duration of the trip.
Right there with you. I’ve cried over things in my combox before. Lame.
I just want to be able to move on, you know? Just realize that that person is clueless and not let it get to me. I shouldn’t even have to write a post like this to vent Just go about my usual fun blogging. I get angrier at myself more than the original situation.
Do I have to go beat somebody up? Because I will. Just let me know!
I don’t get enough comments to make me mad, but I sympathize. Take a break, I’ll be praying for you and your packing.
To cheer you up, perhaps you want to head over to BC and check out Claire’s look for your next “What I wore on Sunday” column? Or maybe a variation of “What I allowed my child to wear in public.” haha!
I saw. Awesome. I’ve actually considered making my children’s fashions be a regular feature on the blog but I didn’t want them to grow up and think I exploited them for laughs more than I already do.
yeah, she is only 3 now, but I’ll probably have to limit my jokes to toddlers and children below the age of reason…
*hugs* that sucks. Hope somehow Real Life makes it all better soon.
I’m too wimpy to blog about thing that are likely to attract negative comments, but I’ve had many instances of distress at reading comboxes on other blogs. Boo, sorry you’re facing this. I hope your time away is restful.
Anger is what I usually end up confessing a lot about. I’m better bit by bit. Then I fall off the wagon, and off to confession I go.
I’ve found that people saying things in my combox tends to double the effect of them saying them to me personally.
Oh, sister. I HEAR you! I don’t know what situation you’re talking about specifically, but I have spent days (DAYS!!!!!!????) perseverating over an online insult or argument. So I hear you. The only thing that ever helps me stop.the.madness is prayer. On my knees, offering it up, please please pleeeeeease God help me let this go. I hope you find peace and have a wonderful vacation.
P.S. new header? Love!
Aw, yeah, I know. The internet gets an F for this week. Have a wonderful time away and get all rejuvenated and stuff.