Things Aren’t Always as they Seem 2

In my older age I realize these things…

The couple in love– well, she was a teenager with a miserable home life, and he was not a teenager. He still lived with his parents, but he wasn’t a teenager.
The man with the dead girlfriend – I was never quite sure of how it was she died. Was it an accident, was it an illness, was she murdered??
The single mom with one son, never updated more than once a week or so, because she was so busy. The mom with 4 kids…she was online all the time…
The super confident professional was actually a completely insecure dude with money (who was apparently catfished before we knew it as such) whose trust was so broken, he didn’t know what to do with himself but brag. Maybe it made him feel better somehow.
As for me, it was around the time when my health issues started. I used diaryland to escape my life and loneliness for an hour or two a day,   I was also able to write a fantastic piece of fiction, which I loved writing because it was a different place for me to hang out for a little.

I don’t know what happened to anyone I used to follow.



Things aren’t Always as they Seem 1

The first blog I ever kept was at diaryland! Yep, I’m dating myself, it was back when live journal and even type pad were more popular platforms. This was a time when blogs were kept solely to tell your story.  Nothing was being promoted, nothing was for sale.  Entries weren’t monitized.  You got the person writing their story – that’s it and it was enough!
I don’t remember what year it was, and I don’t remember how long I kept the blog. I do remember A few of my blog friends there.   A community I became a part of then. For that moment in my life.

There was the girl who was going to marry her boyfriend, who she had never met before but they were in looove, he also kept a blog and lived on the other side of the country.
There was the older man whose story I was never quite sure of – he spoke of a gf who was dead.

There were two single moms, one with 1 son and the other mom with 4 little ones.

The  uber confident single professional guy who constantly wrote about his cars, his cleverness, his girlfriends and his abilities to please them in bed…

Hmm so, these were my impressions when I read their blogs everyday and spoke to then often. Nothing like time an maturity to give you some perspective….



Community (not the tv show)


In other news: Writing Day 17 – We’ve touched on writing intentionally in writing groups, but what if a writing group isn’t for you?  Last month I spent a very lonely 31 days writing. Never did I understand more the importance of having a community.  With the abundance of social media it might seem like creating a community would be the easiest thing in the world, but – it isn’t.  You don’t always need a group of people, sometimes you just need one person, but that one person needs to be someone you can depend on.  It is helpful when you know there is someone pulling for you.   When I finished the challenge I came across the series of a fellow writer documenting what life for a novelist was like.  It has been fascinating reading those posts.  Each morning our writer checks in with her accountability partner – 1 text – “I finished” (today’s writing).  When what she is writing is heavy and she needs a pep hug, she checks in with someone else.  When she does not feel like writing, she has another person to get her back on track.  Each step of the way she has had a specific person to cheer her on, advise her, give her a swift kick in the pants or just assure her that she can do it.  That is her community.  Sometimes you don’t need an entire group, but just that one person who makes a world of difference! I really need to start working on getting a community. 🙂

Who is a part of your community?