Dear Reader: I have urgent need to correct a few misunderstandings. Last week, as part of ongoing efforts to ensure quality control at this blog, I posed a question to the Twitterverse: “What are the pros and cons of using a post rating system on a website?” Like this:
A straightforward question, yes? Yet the response I received utterly astonished me.
One individual – a regular reader of this blog, I am sorry to say – tweeted back, “Ugh. I don’t think so… You need something else to really get your insecurities going, LOL?”
I know, I know. That was my first response too.
How could I be so misunderstood, my very essence so…maligned? True, my posts last week might have hinted at hypo-mania. (I believe the words “lunatic ravings of a Tasmanian Devil slathered in itching powder” might have been used.) But that was sleep-lust talking, people. Pure exhaustion.
If you don’t believe me, I tell you what: You try being a mother/poet/jelly-maker/pet-walking vacuum cleaner-cleaner/chauffeur, all on 3-4 hours sleep per night, then write a blog post under those circumstances. Let’s see how judgy you’re feeling then, m’kay?
I am so, so sorry.
It occurs to me those words might come off a smidgeon defensive. So let’s start again, shall we? And let me reassure you I’m uttering the rest of this post in a gentle, kind, kindly-gentle voice.
I blog under the pseudonym “hope”. *spreads hand in appealing gesture* Would anyone who chooses such a noble title for herself be in any way anxious? Paranoid?
Oh-ho! I thought you’d find that to be a knee-slapper too. *insert chortle* (Those of you not laughing in the back, I’m onto you, and don’t forget I have your IP address.)
To be fair, I can’t entirely blame Glinda. She has a good heart.* Her ignorance could only exist in an information vacuum of my own making. Had she been granted better insight into my character, she could never have been led astray.
That’s why I have a special treat for you all. The theme for the week:
But that’s for tomorrow. Right now, I’d like to know more about you. Have you ever been as misunderstood as I? As wounded about other people’s misperceptions of you? And since I have no effing idea what to do for two more posts, now that I’ve declared my intentions, any suggestions?
*She’s also a brick to permit this post, the only person to respond to my question, and oh yeah — absolutely right. 😉