Not So Personal Post About Me
Every once in a while I have a blog meltdown, panic about all of the personal shit I post here, and announce, “I’m deleting it.” Sometimes this is precipitated by a rude comment, but it can also happen when I get a lot of comments or praise. I’m not generally a flouncer or a rage-quitter, so I hope my friends who have to listen to me whine and moan can overlook these outbursts. I’m lucky that they can usually talk sense into me, and remind me why I blog in the first place.
When I threaten to delete all of my personal shit, I figure I’ll just post about Second Life stuff. Maybe do fashion posts. Or hedge in on Ziki and Honour’s territory and take some location shots. Or make a post like this one, about new skin.
I’ve talked about buying new skin before, but I never did. I’ve been wearing the same skin (from Curio) for… four years? More than four years. In SL, that’s eons. My skin is old, but it looks young. And while it’s much like my real life skin and I love it, I’m tired of looking like a 16 year old version of me.
My old skin:
But I still want to look like me. I like my avatar to look like the real world typist. It’s taken me a while to finally find a happy medium. I still don’t look “my age,” but it’s closer. All that’s missing are some wrinkles and some hardcore bags under the eyes.
My new skin (also from Curio):
Sometimes, you gotta take a smooth scenic route along the way to get away from the traffic, the potholes, and the noise… before you ram someone from behind and toss a few molotovs.
-ls/cm
“There is therapy in what I do here, and if it only benefits me, then it’s worth it. And if it benefits others too, then it’s worth dealing with the snark.”
never forget that
I have a great deal of respect for you for being brave enough to share such deeply personal, heartwrenching and challenging aspects of your life. I’ve had my own challenges recently. No matter where we decide to give voice to our journey, getting some traction to move beyond the struggle really does require giving voice to how we feel — good, bad, every which way. I’ve started and stopped numerous weblogs under a variety of names — precisely because of what you said — and then I’ve returned to them again precisely to give voice, to clear the spirit. I do flounce with intention from venting off in a corner somewhere to delving into the distraction of inworld fashion prettiness. Allowing myself to have free reign seems to work for me. Your weblog posts are wonderful no matter the topic that’s stirring in you in that moment. (Fashion for me is a distraction, there’s no question about it, but it’s a welcome one.) It’s always a pleasure to walk with you down all the paths your voice takes. (P.S. lovely skin on you. So glad Curio is back…rushes to buy shiny object!
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Nice brows
Oh ffs. The above was written by sivyaleah. Not sure why it logged me as Anonymous. Although, somehow that seemed appropriate all things considered…
I don’t post comments much, but you know that your words and photos have helped me, particularly very recently. (And you are still cute! <3)
For the love of kittens and chocolate, please do not resort to fashion blogging. The world has enough of that already.
If praise is a problem I can pointedly ignore you when you make me think and feel. Would that be better?
For the record, you look great in that new skin. I don’t mean to be negative about this post or fashion blogging. I just hate like hell that you feel at all constrained by the nasty stuff in the air of late.
Personally, I don’t think you should change anything about the way you blog. That is not saying, “Don’t let them beat you.” but more of this is the way you express yourself. It is your art and you do it well. Not to mention I am right on the boat with you, living a tough life, so it is kind of refreshing to know someone else is kicking life’s ass with me. That’s my 2 cents…I hope it was worth the change.
So who do you like in the Superbowl?
Pep (Go anybody except the 49ers!)
PS That was my contribution to not talking about Second Life.
Writing is your therapy. Full stop. If putting fingers to keyboard and typing out your emotions and feelings on a screen stops you from climbing the walls and turning into either a crazy cat lady or a black hearted Republican then do it. Post it or draft it or transfer it to a private blog that only you can read. Most of all don’t you ever let anyone stop you in your tracks with their words, even those of us who comment here as well as the Anonymous idiots.
Whiskey, don’t let it bring you down. Haters gonna hate, no matter what you do. My credo, even quoted in my own bloggy, is this: “To avoid criticism, do nothing, say nothing, be nothing.”
Since you don’t wanna be nothing you just gotta keep on doing what you love to do. Blogging is a totally self-indulgent thing! Once we admit to that we are free to do what we want, what we really want. I for myself have decided to just blog away and don’t care if anybody clicks on my blog or not. I do it for myself as a pseudo-creative outlet. I guess I’d even blog if I was the last person on earth.
Fortunately I’m shallow in comparison so I don’t need to lay my soul bare. You are not, you let us feel and suffer with you, you make us think, you even bring us down sometimes. That’s the charme of your blog and that’s why we read it. Those stinkers who don’t like it … pfff, they can go to hell!
arrgs, where is my gravatar???
cute…
Super cute.
They said everything.
May I make a suggestion for a subsequent week’s Single Frame Stories title provoked by Orca Flotta’s post above?
“Self-indulgence”
Pep (thinks it might make for a more positive set of images than the usual soul-searching ones.)