For the Love of i*maginate…
Truth be told, I’m so no longer interested in the blogging scene. Most bloggers piss me off with the same redundant bullshit being spat from their mouths, and those who don’t simply don’t blog often enough to keep me entertained. I have a short attention span.
I have other things to do these days. Can’t be assed to spit my opinion about anything to people I don’t know, who don’t really give a shit anyway. Blogging seems like a beauty pageant/popularity contest that I don’t want to be a part of. And very few of the facades (even my own) are real.
Maybe I’ll change my mind eventually, but for the time being I’m just not interested in sharing my thoughts with anyone I can’t touch in real life.
For those of you who have emailed me, and your notes have gone seemingly ignored, my last entry should hint, I’m depressed. I’m thoroughly working on isolating myself in my own house, and I rarely leave even for the slightest of reasons. Aside from the occasional needed trip to grocery store, or the short drive to drop my son or pick him up from school, I go nowhere. I rarely pick up my phone and I just don’t want to bother with anything or anyone. Call me a selfish bitch, decide I’m not worth your time, whatever. It’s not going to change what I think and feel about the world right now.
I simply have nothing to say just now. I’m not ignoring you, personally. I just have no interest in anything at all – other than taking care of my son and making my jewelry and selling it online peacefully. I can be nice doing that. I like being nice more than I do the bitch that’s demanded of me here.
I’m considering finding a shrink before I end up one of those 70-year-old women who is witness to a horrific crime from her balcony, only to be called to court to testify where she’s torn personally to shreds for her account of the incident because she’s not left her house in the last fifty years – her reality must be distorted.
But until I do… don’t count on me having much to say.
Labels: mental, personal blogging, things to ponder