Honestly, I'm probably more forthright about my emotional state in the semi-anonymous online world than I am in meatspace (outside my family.) Which is all kinds of fucked up, but anywho.
Fucked up? Not at all. I suspect that applies to a lot of us.
Buffy: A Guide, but no water or food. So it leads me to the sacred place and then a week later it leads you to my bleached bones? Giles: Buffy, really. It takes more than a week to bleach bones.
'Dirty Girls'
Natter Area 51: The Truthiness Is in Here
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
brenda m - Apr 04, 2007 5:44:17 pm PDT #782 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
sarameg - Apr 04, 2007 5:44:56 pm PDT #783 of 10001
Eh. Just because we don't know where you live it doesn't mean we don't count.
No, very true. Hell I'd argue the opposite. I know the opposite. All your points are right. The friends I've made online are more numerous and just as dear as those in meatspace. It's more that those who can be my physical nearby backups and who... I tend to insulate them. I am not wholly honest with them. I think I blurt more to the ether than I do to the people I talk to everyday, or on the phone or...
Which also explains why Thanksgiving spent 24/7 with people from the internets is less stressful than a party of people I work with everyday thrown by a meatspace friend here.
But where I boggle at my oddities is the anonymity. I throw out stuff on the internet that I don't in my other lives. Anyone can see it. ANYONE. And yet, some stuff I'm hesitant to tell my dearests.
Kat - Apr 04, 2007 5:49:18 pm PDT #784 of 10001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Because telling is harder than writing. Writing is so much easier. Text means distance.
And pthbpt! I know where sara lives.
brenda m - Apr 04, 2007 5:51:56 pm PDT #785 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
The insulating thing - that's big, I think. If I'm freaking about something (not like, politics, but something personal), venting to people who are part of it or know the people involved - half of me is trying to protect or not upset them or not somehow implicate them in whatever the situation is. Here, it can be about me, and I can ask people to sympathize or teeth-grind on my behalf. Or they'll tell me I'm being a bonehead. Either way. It's both more personal and more distanced, if that makes any sense.
sarameg - Apr 04, 2007 5:54:40 pm PDT #786 of 10001
Text is... no less revealing, and hell, I do that a lot. It's still a weird distinction. I know, I know.
pthbpt yourself! Me calling is such a huge thing, as you know. Speaking of which...
Daisy Jane - Apr 04, 2007 5:56:25 pm PDT #787 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
If I'm freaking about something (not like, politics, but something personal), venting to people who are part of it or know the people involved - half of me is trying to protect or not upset them or not somehow implicate them in whatever the situation is.
That's so it. Plus, here? People can be on your side.
Hey, what's it like for people with significant others who are also buffistas?
sumi - Apr 04, 2007 6:03:01 pm PDT #788 of 10001
Art Crawl!!!
I just turned the channel and spoiled myself for who gets auffed on Top Design. I can't believe I did that.
dcp - Apr 04, 2007 6:28:38 pm PDT #789 of 10001
The more I learn, the more I realize how little I know.
-t - Apr 04, 2007 6:45:19 pm PDT #790 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
House: I thought the tickets Cuddy gave him at the end were to replace the vacation he didn't go on when she came to his door with test results. I also had the impression that he never was actually going to go anywhere, he just wanted everyone off to think he was gone so they wouldn't bother him.
Tough episode to watch
Eta: Aw, cute pics, dcp!
Matt the Bruins fan - Apr 04, 2007 6:47:35 pm PDT #791 of 10001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
I never gave my parents much trouble... I was a quiet unrebellious A student and the biggest row I had with Mom was wearing comfy yet slovenly clothes in high school. They should thank their lucky stars that I waited to become a total slut until living on my own in my 20s, and that I didn't grow up as a felony courting devil-child the way Dad and his siblings did.