I just finished
reading my blogging bestie’s latest post and it left me with a strange and
somewhat disturbing thought......
Am I lucky to have
had Mr. X?
Her version of Mr. X
(Mr. M) recently discovered her blog, and well....he wasn’t a fan. He basically
reverted back to being a small child and stopped speaking her; which is
possibly the biggest fear among bloggers everywhere.
The fear isn’t that
they’ll read our inner most thoughts; the fear is they won’t understand that
it’s our thoughts. The fear is they'll read it as fact, black and white, when it’s
actually part of our process to work things out. The female brain is a
confusing place at the best of times and blogging is a way to unconfuse it. We
write about what we feel and what we feel changes, involves, it’s not us being
“mean” it’s us trying to balance the sane and crazy parts of our brains.
Mr. X understood
that, he understood women talk and need to blow off steam; and for me, my blog
is the place I do that. In a strange way Mr. X liked my blog, unlike most
women, he knew what I was thinking and what I had to say when he wasn’t around.
He took my blog for what it is, my crazy brain exploding in word form.
Her Mr. M didn’t get
it; he was offended by her words, which makes no sense to me; blogging isn’t
really your words, it’s your thoughts and feelings; people think not nice thoughts
all day long. There is a disconnect (for most people) between the things you
think and the things you say. There is a filter (or so I hear) that stops
people saying things that might offend others. Blogging is like routine
maintenance on that filter It’s a way to clean it so one day it doesn’t snap
and you start saying things that will land you in trouble. Mr. M; like lots of
men doesn’t understand that.
Which leads me back
to the question that started it all; “am I lucky to have had Mr. X?”
I have no answer for
that question; right now it’s just crazy and sane fighting it out in my head so
I shall leave you guys with this; why do you blog and does it complicate your
relationships?
As always stay and
play safe,
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxo
I feel very special for inspiring your post, and since I am going crazy at the hospital waiting and you are talking about my blog complication, this comment might be long :) Just a little warning.
ReplyDeleteI wasn't sure how to explain all this to M, but you did a great job so thank you, I might just quote you, if he ever talks to me again. My best friend Ashley got it. She might have gotten a little hurt at some posts, but I think she still understood it was just my brain processing my thoughts. Not necessarily me being mean.
But will I ever take this chance again? Nope, 'cause it did hurt me to lose M as a friend. True it was a very unconventional friendship, a complicated friendship, but a real friendship.
Now it is possible he had been playing me from day one, and it was never a real friendship to him. If so, well you live and learn. But what if the blog ruined it all ? Would I have reacted the same way if someone had written about me in his/her blog? I am not really sure.
And about Mr.X, I am not sure how happy he was about that Q & A. His answers were a bit weird, don't you think?
ReplyDeleteIt would be weird if your comments were short so always feel free to type as much as you want.
ReplyDeleteYou can quote me all you like, it makes me feel like I'm less crazy when people do that :-) I'm not always sure I make sense to anybody outside my head.
I think I would do it again, if a guy can't handle me at my worse he doesn't deserve me at my best. My blog is me and if a guy wants to get all uppity about it he can get up and leave.
Mr. X has been weird since he landed himself this new girlfriend. He hasn't been himself so I'm blaming that. He's just weird. I can't put my finger on it.
M is back to normal :)
DeleteHow did that happen?
DeleteMaybe the fact that we .... you know - kissed :)
DeleteReally? Wow! Get blogging missy I want details or email me (Ms.HonestB@gmail.com) something lol :-)
DeleteLet's email :)
DeleteSounds like a plan to me :-)
DeleteDid you get it?
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