There is one huge thing that I don’t understand about the blogging community. I actually cringe when I mention the words “blogging community” because I think it’s one of the most ridiculous things. Why? Probably because I’m not much into communities of sorts. I like to be an individual and if that makes me a bad person, then so be it. But I digress, the main thing that I don’t understand about the blogging community is the forced “community”.
Yes, forced. We’re all supposed to be friends and hold hands and dance around a camp fire? We’re all supposed to love each other’s blogs and be nice to in comments and on twitter but secretly talk shit behind each other’s backs?
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Why? I don’t get it.
It is absolutely illogical to think that every single person in a community will be friends, so what makes blogging different?
I know that most bloggers won’t say this, and that’s fine, I will. Someone needs to fucking air it out. Blogging is not a mandate that we all be friends, hold hands and sing songs. It isn’t realistic and it’s not going to happen. I fully believe that one day someone is going to write some nasty shit about me on get off my internets and that’s fine because you know what? It comes with the territory.
You cannot be that naive to think that you are going to put your (entire) life on the internet and no one is going to have something to say about it. If you think that, you should stop blogging right now and save yourself the mental anguish. And the odds are very good that there are plenty of bloggers that you don’t like yourself.
So before we take to rants on our blogs about being nice and womanhood and other lame shit, can we just stop and think about what people in real life are doing while they’re being normal? Not bitching about people not fucking being nice to them on their outfit post. Or calling them fat or other things that have happened on the internet. I know what will solve all of your problems, if you stop blogging.
Perhaps GOMI is onto something…
I couldn’t agree more.
Amen!
So much YES to this post.
xx micol
The Marcy Stop
…is there a juicy story behind this post? Haha. 😉
Again, you spit out reality here and I love it. Sometimes I think it is possible to find close (real) friends on here, but most of the time it is random girls being nice to other random girls. There was this girl from KC who was a fashion blogger. We got along so well through our blogs, so we decided to meet in person. I felt for sure it would be just like it was on our blogs. But after meeting for drinks a few times, I realized I liked her internet personality better than her real one. Because on the internet I can click out of her blog whenever I want, but in real life it seems a lot ruder to just get up and walk out when she’s going on for twenty minutes about how she’s become a serious model and she’s traveling to exotic places like Wichita for photo shoots with famous photographers. I mean, really.
Shit like that needs to stay in the online “community” where we can click out of the window without anyone noticing.
so what your saying is that we are not BFF’s because we both write blogs??? What am I going to do now!
Preach.
Yes, yes, yes!!! So does this mean you hate me? Because I hate you! PS Enter my shabby apple giveaway and like me on Facebook!
Well you write nice things on my blog, so I’ll take that as my open invite to hold hands and sing songs with you next time I’m in town.
Except for that time you told me to drive off a bridge or something…but I laughed really hard at that.
Interesting post! I never thought much about this because I don’t think anyone thinks about me enough to illicit an opinion. The blogging friends I’ve met have become real life friends and those that haven’t probably don’t care about me or my life- which is totally okay because, similar to real life, you meet people and relate or you don’t. Different venue, same story. Adapt.
I’m starting to hate how much fun you and Grace have on all social media platforms. Deal with it.
This is how I feel about work. Everyone, especially the boss, thinks u all have to get along bff style, go to happy hour together and be on happy all the time. Sorry that’s not gonna happen. I don’t have shit in common with negative Nancy, white trash trish, miss loud self centered girl, or dude who plays extra loud music. Not to mention that the boss is the first person to birch about how annoying everyone is. I’ve been on both sides so ya thats so much fun. PC Load Letter! Who took my stapler!
Birch = Bitch… Lovely phone spellcheck 🙂 love ur blog girl!
But of course we don’t all have to like each other, I don’t expect everyone to like me, I’m no gold coin. So if I don;t have anything to say I just don’t. I only leave comments when I really feel like I want to, and so I expect other people do so to. Sometimes I feel like I’m on a different bandwagon, some people behave like they are on high school.
What??? Does this mean you don’t love me?? I NEED you to love me and everything I write about, otherwise I have no self-esteem! How can this be? We both have blogs, on BLOGGER no less, so doesn’t that make us automatic besties??? Wait … it doesn’t? Oops.
In all seriousness, there are a couple other bloggers I’ve met in real life and they’ve become real life friends but it’s a small pool. And there are def some bloggers that I can’t stand and would never want to meet in real life, much less read another post by them.
So true. I live far far away from the “blogging community” – a.k.a., NY, LA, and so on – and I’m starting to think there are these blogger cliques that I’ll just never be invited to. Guess I’ll never sit at the cool kids’ lunch table. I’m over it.
And not to mention, I don’t need to read your bitchy passive aggressive tweets about how unfollowing you is rude. Get over it. Not everyone has to like you and I have enough shit on my google reader.
True that my friend. I like how you get all “realz” with your posts. Have I mentioned this? Do you like how I said realz? Does that mean we are best blogging friends now??? 😉 Haha. But seriously, you are so right. 🙂
Hahaha I loved Grace’s comment. True that. I am coming to NYC in approx. 3 weeks, be my friend?
Damn I like this.
Pretty awesome because it’s true. Bravo.
fuck…and here I thought we were besties.
Hey Christin. My name is Diana. Want to be my mentor? I’ll buy you coffee. And a croissant. We can talk about unicorns if you want because I love unicorns. I don’t see why it can’t be a real animal because really, it’s just a horse with a horn. This is very fucking possible. Anyways, coffee?
I’m totally fake online and I’m trying to stop this. I guess I just feel that since I have a shopping blog for the ladies, I should be nice because I want traffic. It’s kinda like amphetamines, you know? You get a little and you just want more, more and more. I also live in NYC and the thought of meeting other bloggers makes me feel dread inside. I know I should network but I simply don’t care about these people. I’d probably get more traffic if I were myself but I’ve been fake for so long that I feel like I need rehab. HELP! Over coffee?