"You need to get a life and talk about something besides your husband and kids"
"You are so self- centered, you only talk about yourself"
"I am appalled that you would show pictures that show that you feed your kids processed food"
"No one cares that you eat organic food, you are a pretentious snob"
"You never talk about your problems, what kind of fake bubble are you living in?"
"You call ____ a problem? You don't know what problems are!"
"You are too happy, you live in a fake, cotton candy world"
"Anyone who tries to be so happy, must really be miserable"
"I can't believe that you ask your husband what he thinks about some of your posts. You need to be your own person, I feel sorry for you"
"I can't believe you talk about your husband at all, I feel sorry for him"
"You don't know what you're talking about, you should write about things that you know"
"You clearly don't know anything"
"You are obviously very materialistic, and care too much about appearances"
"You should care more about your appearance, I feel sorry for your husband"
"You try too hard"
"You need to try harder"
And on and on and on, blah blah blah blah...
It seems that it doesn't matter what I write about, someone will find some minuscule detail and focus solely on that, take something completely out of context, or just find something about me that they find so reprehensible and fire off a comment or email letting me know exactly what they think of me, and usually it is not very flattering. (And I'm sure I have offended someone with this post, and my inbox will shortly be holding a few choice words for me) I have been called some pretty awful things, and I would be lying if I said that it never bothers me. Especially when it is worded under the guise of trying to be "helpful". I mean seriously, let's call an apple an apple. Most of the time, I delete, brush it off, and move on. But other times, I let myself get riled up. I think that for my teeny, tiny, fraction of a fraction of a corner of the blogosphere, I seem to ruffle quite a few feathers. I am surprised that people take the time to write me lengthy emails telling me I should find more constructive things to do with my time (right back at ya', by the way) I just don't understand people who don't like me/ my blog, and yet continue to read. Trust me, if I were blogging for any kind of approval, I would have quit a long time ago. Maybe I am the girl that they love to hate, their bloggy whipping boy, if you will, and honestly, it is something that I am so over. So if you find that you are one of those haters reading this, do yourself a favor and move on. In the words of Kenny Chesney, "I'm what I am, and I'm what I'm not, but I'm sure happy with what I've got". So please, please find a more constructive way to spend your time.
*I am quite sure that some of you are itching to tell me how I invite all of the criticism I receive by being sooo awful. So please save your witty and thoughtful observations, and me the trouble of deleting your comments, and/or emails by not writing them. Thank you, and have a nice day.