Houston, we have a solution
I believe I have pinpointed the source of the negative sentiment I mentioned in my last open post, although I was quite surprised by it, to say the least. Probably because I obviously don't spend enough time online, let alone here on planet blog. So I evidently missed a lot of alleged sentiment such as caring, or what I can only guess was intended to be support or whatever. A lesser "friend" may have attempted a slightly less subtle means of communication besides buried in a blog I rarely have time to read, and therefore would be unlikely to even see, but considering the source, and their history of dealing with anything vaguely resembling reality, I suppose I'm not terribly surprised there, either. Let's just say, I was warned, years ago, but was reluctant to really listen.
But like a whole lot of things, it's strictly water under the bridge now. There's no sense trying to coax, coerce or jar someone into an actual, 3-D reality that they were never given the mental faculties to handle, or expect them to sit up and take notice of anyone known to have an actual pulse. Parents, for example, for however long that may last...
In any case, though, I'm not going to stew about that one any more. It's a pointless waste of energy that I can't spare, being so busy with my own little self-inflicted hell and all. But I think the best solution would be to form a secret society, which shall heretofore be known as "The Fellowship Of The Register Mark". Anyone who believes themselves to be qualified for membership in this elite society needs only to reply, or send me a message or email, letting me know who you are, and why you feel that you should be eligible for membership. And you will need to register with a user name on here.
I look forward to hearing back from several of you soon...
Mega
But like a whole lot of things, it's strictly water under the bridge now. There's no sense trying to coax, coerce or jar someone into an actual, 3-D reality that they were never given the mental faculties to handle, or expect them to sit up and take notice of anyone known to have an actual pulse. Parents, for example, for however long that may last...
In any case, though, I'm not going to stew about that one any more. It's a pointless waste of energy that I can't spare, being so busy with my own little self-inflicted hell and all. But I think the best solution would be to form a secret society, which shall heretofore be known as "The Fellowship Of The Register Mark". Anyone who believes themselves to be qualified for membership in this elite society needs only to reply, or send me a message or email, letting me know who you are, and why you feel that you should be eligible for membership. And you will need to register with a user name on here.
I look forward to hearing back from several of you soon...
Mega