Recently there seem to be quite a few occasions where I have read comments from people and thought to myself 'Why did they write that ?'. It was mean spirited or unkind or rude. People, if you haven't got anything nice to say, then don't say anything at all.
When I write a blog post, or post on FB or twitter - if you don't like what I (or anyone else for that matter) is saying - close out of the post and either don't come back or come back knowing that you may not like what I have written. If you don't like what I post on FB or twitter - defriend me or stop following me. At the end of the day, this is my blog and, while I hope that I don't offend people or post anything that is totally out there, it is still my blog. It is also the reason that I don't get on with my brother - he stuck his nose in where it wasn't needed, didn't give me a chance to say anything, and maybe 4 years later, I still can't get over it. Rightly or wrongly, it hurts that he listened to someone else and didn't listen to anything I had to say. The incident I had written about was what happened - I didn't make it up, I didn't exaggerate it and I can't change it - what has happened, has happened and hopefully at some point I will get over it.
My blog is where I go because I like to type - and there are only so many letters / e-mails I can write to people. I like to put down in words (not very well because I am not as eloquent as other bloggers that I read, I acknowledge that and I am OK with that) things that have happened or how I feel or what gets me up or when things get me down. I find typing very cathartic - have no idea why, but I do. So when I read nasty comments it really gets to me because we all blog for different reasons - but that isn't to say that it gives anyone the right to make a derogatory remark about what has been written, criticise the choices or decisions made - until you have walked a mile in that bloggers shoes - keep your nasty comments to yourself.
In all likelihood, the people that this post is targeted at will not read it but I feel better for having got it off my chest because it annoys me when I see it happening on other blogs and it has been worrying me that people are not considerate of others.
Onto happier things - A is on his way home and should be home in a couple of hours. I am very excited and can't wait to see him again. At this stage we don't know when/if he is going to have to go away again. Tomorrow he is having some cancers cut out of his nose and ear and then is off work until Monday so he will have a good couple of days at home to rest up - this past job in Gladstone has been physically draining, largely due to the heat and humidity and he is really looking forward to a short break - I'm just sorry I can't take any days off to be with him.
Have the best Wednesday possible !
TFTD : Life is too precious to quibble over details.
