I learned a hard lesson as a blogger a couple years ago.
Just don’t look for it.
The ‘it’ is of course the criticism and sometimes hate out there about you.
When I was really pushing the traffic towards this blog I used a matrix to search and protect my blog as well. This enabled me to often find when my posts were being stolen. Yes, believe it or not, some poor soul out there thought my mediocre writing was worth lifting simply because I had replugged and respun the shit out of a couple posts as a personal challenge to see how many times I could get them read. One post had close to half a million views and “people” began stealing it to try and get that same traffic. This is actually common in the blogging world.
The other thing I began to find were posts criticizing me and my blog.
At first I was shocked. I mean, I’m a normal guy and an average blogger, so I couldn’t fathom why people would spend the time to post criticism about me.
People will. They don’t care. It’s online. I was immature. I fought back. I got in trouble twice. I learned my lesson. Twice…
If you are a new blogger I would advise you to steel that backbone. For some people criticism is a new thing believe it or not. Walls just kind of fall down in front of them and the wind never pushes them… they push the wind. For the rest of us we deal with it daily because we are probably around people that think we are inadequate. And that’s no different here.
I don’t powerblog anymore so I have no reason to do my searches. Besides, it never changes and I’ve learned now, today, that I don’t deal with criticism that well and I’m working on it. I’m working on that ‘wanting to hug people’ thing too, but I wouldn’t hold my breath.
1 – Look to your wife for help. Because apparently she is going to laugh first and then 59 minutes later ask if you are ok.
2 – Hope it isn’t going to hurt this time. It will. Shit always hurts…
3 – Pray to the God of Snow to make it stop. You have time to pray during falling, I’ve done it. The problem is that the God of Snow doesn’t give a fuck about you and is on vacation. He leaves his minions to do his dirty work.
4 – I ran out of reason. My wrist still hurts.
Apparently my New Year’s resolution was to fall a lot.
I’ve had many people I’ve called friend in my past. I have many close friends in my life. I don’t talk to many of them often and I don’t visit home that much.
I’ve run from demons in my past, the kind that chase you in your dreams. They walk among you in the day and I can see them even today. Those sights I see are home to me and a home I’ll never have.
Home is where you are, or at least that’s what they say. Home to me, home is here in Colorado for now.
You shouldn’t ever feel like you owe someone something in friendship. If you borrow money it is a different story, but that’s why you try not to allow money to ever be a factor in friendship. Don’t ever loan someone money unless you truly want to see how strong your friendship is when that dirty rotten thieving bastard doesn’t pay you back that money you specifically counted out for him from the stack of cash you went to the bank in the freezing cold to get for him… err.