Names on a Screen
Sometimes it's easy to forget that behind every screen name is a flesh and blood person with real feelings. No drama here, just saying.
I'm over getting my feelings hurt by someone who doesn't know me. It took a bit of work to get to these point. I had to grasp the fact that internet friends are not the same as "real life" ones. The same rules do not apply. (my humble opinion of course) I've spent time thinking about it, during my hiatus from the digital world. I think "real life" is much more forgiving of mistakes.
I've been watching people tear each other down online and it saddens me. Life is much too short to waste on that kind of B.S. I think about Cody, and all the stuff he never got a chance to do. I'm determined not to "waste" anymore of my time. I'm going to squeeze all the enjoyment I can out of life. You never know when it will end. Nothing is guaranteed.
(oh and if I haven't mentioned it on this journal, my son's best friend, Cody, drowned this summer while trying to save his girlfriend. They were swimming at a local river when she was caught by a swift current and dragged under. He went in to save her and they both drowned. We're still healing. Cody was a part of our family. His and Ryn's exploits are mentioned several times in my journal.)
I decided at the beginning of the summer to not be "sick" anymore. So far it's worked. The number of flares has reduced. I still have bad days, but the way I react to them has changed. I keep moving. I'm afraid if I stop, then I will stop for good. My rheumatologist agreed. (after he told me my joints sound terrible for someone my age. all that popping and creaking)
I'm over getting my feelings hurt by someone who doesn't know me. It took a bit of work to get to these point. I had to grasp the fact that internet friends are not the same as "real life" ones. The same rules do not apply. (my humble opinion of course) I've spent time thinking about it, during my hiatus from the digital world. I think "real life" is much more forgiving of mistakes.
I've been watching people tear each other down online and it saddens me. Life is much too short to waste on that kind of B.S. I think about Cody, and all the stuff he never got a chance to do. I'm determined not to "waste" anymore of my time. I'm going to squeeze all the enjoyment I can out of life. You never know when it will end. Nothing is guaranteed.
(oh and if I haven't mentioned it on this journal, my son's best friend, Cody, drowned this summer while trying to save his girlfriend. They were swimming at a local river when she was caught by a swift current and dragged under. He went in to save her and they both drowned. We're still healing. Cody was a part of our family. His and Ryn's exploits are mentioned several times in my journal.)
I decided at the beginning of the summer to not be "sick" anymore. So far it's worked. The number of flares has reduced. I still have bad days, but the way I react to them has changed. I keep moving. I'm afraid if I stop, then I will stop for good. My rheumatologist agreed. (after he told me my joints sound terrible for someone my age. all that popping and creaking)