Devistated
I'll honestly admit, I am slightly devistated.
OKay, maybe a little more than devistated.
A journal, I started (and handed over power) many years ago, I've just discovered, has been deleted, it's twitter page (of which I also had a lot of imput) has been disbanded. I am honestly in shock.
I know, I don't have any rights to complain, and I'm not... really. I left the site in very capable and valued hands of friends, because my life was hectic and then when I was going through all that shit with losing my little sisters, it was the last straw and I had to give up so many of my communities, I was not in the right headspace to keep up with such a THRIVING and alive site.
I'd go back, browse, check it out occasionally and enjoy seeing it thrive.
I don't know... I guess I'm in a lot of shock?
I'm almost speechless, because I had NO IDEA that this was happening, and the moderators are still my friends, We're still my friends, I don't hear from one of them anymore, because I'm guessing she had a hard time too, which is fine, and I respect that. I don't know, I just would have thought that ONE of them may have mentioned what was happening to me, either here, on facebook, or email.... or something...
Like I said, I have no hard feelings, I gave up the right to that years ago. But it was my baby you know? Something I started from skratch, built upon and embraced, good Lord, I loved that place and now it's gone?
I just wish I had answers... but I don't?
Oh God. I feel like crying. I AM CRYING! Stupid. Stupid me. Over a freakin website. But damn. I have NOTHING to remind me of my time there, NOTHING to hold close to say "Yeah, I started something, I did this." I guess I feel like if I'd been told about what was happening by one of my friends before it all shut down I could have salvaged some small part of it that was me and still there.
Shit.
I really feel like shit.
I'm just gonna go away and cry in private for a while.
Rest in Peace Blackpack... I guess. I don't know how you met your end, but you're not around for me to find mine.
OKay, maybe a little more than devistated.
A journal, I started (and handed over power) many years ago, I've just discovered, has been deleted, it's twitter page (of which I also had a lot of imput) has been disbanded. I am honestly in shock.
I know, I don't have any rights to complain, and I'm not... really. I left the site in very capable and valued hands of friends, because my life was hectic and then when I was going through all that shit with losing my little sisters, it was the last straw and I had to give up so many of my communities, I was not in the right headspace to keep up with such a THRIVING and alive site.
I'd go back, browse, check it out occasionally and enjoy seeing it thrive.
I don't know... I guess I'm in a lot of shock?
I'm almost speechless, because I had NO IDEA that this was happening, and the moderators are still my friends, We're still my friends, I don't hear from one of them anymore, because I'm guessing she had a hard time too, which is fine, and I respect that. I don't know, I just would have thought that ONE of them may have mentioned what was happening to me, either here, on facebook, or email.... or something...
Like I said, I have no hard feelings, I gave up the right to that years ago. But it was my baby you know? Something I started from skratch, built upon and embraced, good Lord, I loved that place and now it's gone?
I just wish I had answers... but I don't?
Oh God. I feel like crying. I AM CRYING! Stupid. Stupid me. Over a freakin website. But damn. I have NOTHING to remind me of my time there, NOTHING to hold close to say "Yeah, I started something, I did this." I guess I feel like if I'd been told about what was happening by one of my friends before it all shut down I could have salvaged some small part of it that was me and still there.
Shit.
I really feel like shit.
I'm just gonna go away and cry in private for a while.
Rest in Peace Blackpack... I guess. I don't know how you met your end, but you're not around for me to find mine.