If you’ve traveled the blogosphere you are well versed in the reality that different people blog about different things. Some lead fantastic lives and live in dust free homes, while the rest of us just move the clutter out of the way , choose to see the light at the end of the tunnel even if its only a pinhole, and others are just Debbie Downers
..and that’s fine.
One thing that baffles me is when people get upset or express their disdain for people who don’t *does the quotation thingy with my fingers* keep it real in their tweets, or on their blog.
This is the thing. If you’ve walked this earth long enough you know there isn’t a person alive that hasn’t seen sorrow and trouble as well as triumph and happiness. Not everyone chooses to dwell on those things. Writing and pining over those things does nothing for me. I’ll read yours but I choose not to put my energy into those things other than trying to find a resolution when it comes to my own life.
If a person wants to write about rainbows and unicorns…let them. If you’re so caught up in your realness that you can’t be happy for someone else…don’t read.
What’s real to one person isn’t another person’s reality and the REAL is not everyone lives a sad and awful life, some of us are living and rolling with the punches no matter how hard they hit…I don’t know about y’all but I bobs and weaves in my skinny jeans and wedges…and I don’t care what anyone thinks about it.
Yeah, I have obstacles. I stumble. I trip. I fall dead on my face. You’ll never know. I’ll share what I feel, but it will never be so anyone else knows its real. I know its real.
*slams the piano shut*
*curtsies and turns on heels*
Do you feel the need to let folks know all of the good and bad in your life?