Okay, you guys know I’m a big crybaby; right? I’ve mentioned it a few times in here ‘n there during our journey together. I weep. For all that I’m an in-your-face, opinionated, tell-it-like-it-is kinda gal, I’m also re-fucking-diculously sensitive. I tear up at cute babies, cry over sappy movies, weep at wounded animals and bawl like a baby over world and human rights issues.
Since I’ve been blogging I’ve met a lot of really cool people, and for all I hear about trolls and stalkers and hateful rudeness in comments, and for all that I’ve seen of it elsewhere- I have never (yet) been the target of any of it here in Thorne’s World. Even back when I was raising hell and taking names on political, feminist and glbt issues. Even as an “out” lesbian witch liberal.
If anything I have been repeatedly blown away by the very eclectic variety of folks who have stopped by and commented, and who have often become bloggy friends of a sort. Some of these folks have different politics and different spiritual beliefs, and even on the occasions that we have disagreed it has always been civil. I used to think that it was a sort of reverse of the usual hiding-behind-your-keyboard syndrome. That in much the same way that many folks find it easy to be rude and obnoxious in the internet, maybe there are just as many who realize that it’s just as easy to “take what you need or like and leave the rest” when blog visiting. I do it myself. If I pop over to x-blogdotcom to find a crochet pattern, do I really care that the blogger posting the pattern also has bible verses in her header and a post entitled “My love letter to Rush”?
Hahahaha. Well, okay. So I care, but do I necessarily choose to engage? Not so much. I simply leave a polite comment thanking her for the pattern!
So back to my tears. I think I may have been wrong about that just leave the rest concept. I really think that there is a lot more to most of us here in bloggy land than we ever show.
I have been choked up since yesterday, upon reading this post over at Shelly’s This Eclectic Life. You should read the post, but what I got from it was that a very cool lady with an incredibly big heart was at war. Actually her heart was at war with her polite southern upbringing and her professional persona.
This morning I got up to discover that her heart won, when I saw Not Your Momma’s Bingo posted on her blog and I cried a lil more. While I was reading that fun post (through blurry eyes), I had a video that another friend had emailed me loading in the background and when I was done at Shelly’s, I switched tabs to view and listen to it and it was on- a regular Thorne’s World bawlfest.
Watch the video. Hear the words. This post; this video is dedicated to Shelly and to the countless others who fight this war and win. And even to the countless others who are still struggling with their own inner editors; bless you for fighting the good fight.
Shelly, Thank you for Stand(ing) By Me.
I love you, gal!
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