Anonymous attention whoring - not so much.
I just can't get over the fact how I love the Internet for letting me remain anonymous! I go absolutely berserk if someone invades my privacy in real life (and by 'invade' I mean, for example, ask me what I had for breakfast). Yes, I am paranoid about my private space and proud of it. I grew up amongst ignorants who felt they had to poke their oversized noses in other people's lives and it made me weary.
Granted, I never reveal my real name and I make up locations but I don't have any problems with discussing the most intimate details of my life with people I meet via WWW because they don't know who I am and often don't feel the need to know and it makes me feel comfortable. It makes me feel safe.
I admire Angie for her calmness when all those idiots were asking her: 'why are you wearing a vial of Billy Bob's blood around your neck?'. I would just go absolutely fucking crazy on them.
It's not that I don't like to talk about myself; I do, as everyone does. But I don't feel that I should justify my actions to anyone: if you don't feel comfortable with the things I do, fuck off and get out of my way. If you are really, truly interested in me, you're welcome to ask questions and I will answer, but if you're here to judge me, piss off and don't even think I care for your apologies.
I just can't think about it straight; it always makes me furious. People who don't respect my boundaries, or, in fact, anyone's boundaries. If you're so engrossed in judging others, you're life is probably one boring day after another, you loser.
Shit. It was supposed to be about the Internet making my life easier, because I found people who don't judge me. But my anger just got out of control. Oh well.
Granted, I never reveal my real name and I make up locations but I don't have any problems with discussing the most intimate details of my life with people I meet via WWW because they don't know who I am and often don't feel the need to know and it makes me feel comfortable. It makes me feel safe.
I admire Angie for her calmness when all those idiots were asking her: 'why are you wearing a vial of Billy Bob's blood around your neck?'. I would just go absolutely fucking crazy on them.
It's not that I don't like to talk about myself; I do, as everyone does. But I don't feel that I should justify my actions to anyone: if you don't feel comfortable with the things I do, fuck off and get out of my way. If you are really, truly interested in me, you're welcome to ask questions and I will answer, but if you're here to judge me, piss off and don't even think I care for your apologies.
I just can't think about it straight; it always makes me furious. People who don't respect my boundaries, or, in fact, anyone's boundaries. If you're so engrossed in judging others, you're life is probably one boring day after another, you loser.
Shit. It was supposed to be about the Internet making my life easier, because I found people who don't judge me. But my anger just got out of control. Oh well.