Hello Newsviners and thank you for stropping by.
I have been under a bit of stress lately. Some days I feel like all I do it sidestep bombs. At times I feel like I want to curl up in a ball and have someone take care of me. Then I snap out of it, dust myself off and get back to dealing with the reality of my responsibilities. I know that no matter what, things could be worse. I know that I am fortunate to be strong willed and determined not to make a mess of things. So like a trooper I get back to carefully making moves to get to where I need to be and I know I will reach my destination.
But for as strong as we can all be, there are times that for your own well being, you need to take a break. Everyone will have a different way to unwind. I like to go until I collapse. My idea of unwinding is taking myself out of the game. It may be just for the weekend. I work all week for a weekend. It is time for me that can be spent without having to report anywhere and a time without deadlines.
This particular weekend I was out of commission. I wouldn’t say I couldn’t function, I just didn’t want to. There was nothing urgent to attend to and despite the suddenly nice weather I had no interest in fighting through crowds or being social. I bunkered down on my sofa, watched the kind of movies that would never get an Oscar nod, starting reading New Moon and took many naps. I didn’t cook, clean or answer the phone.
What I did do was update my Facebook status, a few times. Admittedly I have some strange updates. I use that social network to talk to friends. For the most part, my brand of humor is accepted, even if it can be inappropriate. But it is part of my charm! This weekend in reading my one liners, I may have been hitting dislike buttons. I mean when did it become my responsibility to seem pleasant all the time and make my online friends laugh?
Now, there are times that everyone else is posting memorials or pray for me requests or guess who’s heart is broken updates and no one blinks an eye. They comment their support and then we move on. I would say that normally my posts are meant to make people laugh or an observation of something comical I see on the subway or what horror movie I am watching. This weekend I had one post where I typed something to the effect of enjoying enough of the day after running errands. I come back and to check on it and get a comment about how I “need to see someone because I am ALWAYS depressed and needing to do something I like because I do not seem to enjoy life.”
Normally, I would textually shred a comment like that. Most of my friends are slick talkers and looking for some back and forth and it is all in good fun. However I had a feeling that this person was very serious. He senses some kind of sadness in my text that he really felt impressed to speak up about. I was a little extra sensitive to criticism this weekend so I simply thanked him for his concern, apologized if I bring him down, and noted that I am not sure how my text could read more chipper.
This really bothered me! I know that I am not chronically bringing people down; I am funny dang it! I get a lot of great feedback about making people laugh and how much they enjoy reading my updates. It isn’t like someone has never put me on the spot and pointed their finger at me, but a comment like that from someone I haven’t seen in 20 years seemed to slap me in the kisser.
Which brings me to the point of why I explained all of that…have you ever taken to heart something said to you online? Mind telling me about it…?




