Not that I have to, but I feel the need to explain a little sumthin’ sumthin’.
If you think I wrote a blog about you, Congratulations! It’s so totally about you. You are THAT special! You made my blog!
If you think I just wrote a post about your BFF…. OH EM GEE… you caught me! I just wrote a blog on my personal, bought-and-paid-for space on the internet. ABOUT YOUR FRIEND! Aren’t they special?! Alert them- QUICK! Because that bitch- you know, Surprisingly Sane? That’s me! And I JUST wrote a blog about your friend.
Because, you know, I have absolutely no life. My blog is so totally out here for your personal entertainment, and even more so, to trash specific people.
There’s no possible way that I could every conjure up posts about stereotypes and groups of people that I encounter on a regular basis, then write up a blog about that type of person- and *gasp* just simplify it and create a single person off of this stereotype. Or, OMFG, that I could have possibly learned from a mistake I made almost a year and a half ago. No, never. I mean, holy cow… my therapy blog? This is it, and it’s for me to bitch and complain, so I’m totally going to do everything I possibly can to trash specific people because I know that there’s NO WAY that anyone would EVER KNOW!
Because honestly, all sarcasm aside, I’m flattered that I have readers and I appreciate the comments, but this “ohmygod did you write that post about so-and-so?” bullshit has got to settle the fuck down. The answer is NO, I didn’t. If you think it resembles you or your friend or your neighbor’s dog’s uncle’s boyfriend, you are imagining things regarding my intention writing it. Understand that this blog is part of my therapy. It’s not JUST for your entertainment. It’s the place that I come to to vent, deal with my ups and down, and decipher the cryptic codes of my illness.
If you see a blog post bitching about someone that does not have a name attached to it, don’t flatter yourself- it’s not about you or any other single person. It is about a stereotype, or several people (perhaps one particular in mind at the moment… but never someone by themselves) with a similar trait that I am having difficulty stomaching. I don’t single people out anymore. If you don’t like that I dare speak my mind about a certain type of person, look away. Yes, it may not be the nicest thing in the world that I have to say… but as far as my therapist is concerned, it’s healthy for me to get it out of my head and onto the pages of the internet, and that’s the opinion I value more than, well, some goody-goody too-shoes who’s going to judge me for being a bitch and call me an asshole in some private email or, even better, as a comment on my post. You think it, I say it. What I do doesn’t make me any worse than any of you for reading it, so stop judging.
And also for the record, I think some people tend to forget that I have many “groups” of people in my life that I talk to on a very regular basis. I have my family/friends (all the same to me), local dance friends, my national dance crowd, my deejays, my HB Mamas (you know who you are), fellow bloggers, random internet buddies, and crap, I think I’m just gonna say “the others” because there’s more. Please, please STOP ASSUMING you know who I’m talking about. You don’t. If you think the post is applying to so-and-so, that’s your own finger pointing based off of your own suspicions.
Thanks,
Surprisingly Sane
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