Aug 01, 2005 17:29
I'm back. Feel I should write about the holiday sometime but not right now - haven't even written anything about it in my paper diary yet.
What I will write about at this moment in time is something that has been playing on my mind intermittently over the last 2 weeks. It's a comment that was left after my last entry:
"hey I came across your site..
Are you a cutter? Cause if you are, I am too. Maybe we can relate.
Comment back if you want to.
x3 Abbey"
Cheers Abbey. Real sensitive. Any other personal questions you'd like to throw into our very first episode of communication?
I e-mailed her asking why she had asked me but I haven't had a response...so I now feel qualified to say what I like.
I was shocked to be asked that. I didn't think there was any aspect of my journal that came across in that way. Maybe there is. Is there something I'm missing about what I write and the way I write it? Maybe she just asks everyone. Either way I couldn't work out why. I became really defensive and wondered if it was in reference to the first paragraph of my last entry. Had she thought I was being self absorbed? Did she not know what had happened that day? Was she too caught up in her teenage, American bubble? I felt like saying "actually I was quite upset about the assault on my capital city". But I didn't. Reading my recent entries now, I wonder if I have stupidly overlooked the fact that she may well have interpreted my entry about me becoming a blood donor the wrong way.
Well whatever, the comment did not sit well with me at all. It was a sensitive issue raised in a totally insensitive and tactless way.
So there. I have sliced into my vocabulary and relieved my self of these uncomfortable words. May the Internet have its wicked way with them.