As the above gif and title of this post would suggest, I have officially returned from my road trip. If this were anyone else the rest of this post would probably be dedicated to recounting fantastic tales of my adventure, but this is me, so instead we’re going to fly right past all that interesting stuff and move straight on to narcissistic self-promotion/self-deprecation.
First off I’d just like to make a little note of the fact that in my absence comments seem to have severely declined, which is hard to believe considering how low they were to begin with. I’m being petty again, I know, but hear me out. I can accept that not every post requires or warrants a comment, and certainly if it didn’t stimulate your thoughts enough to deserve such feedback then by all means don’t force it. That being said, if (and I must emphasise the if) the reason you’re not commenting is because I haven’t been commenting on your own blogs, then we have a problem.
I know I’ve said this before, but it bears repeating: I follow blogs because I enjoy and admire their content (and by default their authors). There is not a single person on that list who I follow out of some misguided sense of “you scratch my back and I’ll scratch yours”. If I follow your blog, it means I like what you have to say. If I like and comment on a post, it’s because it resounded with me. Generally speaking I’m a pretty complicated guy, but in this I’m simple: I mean what I say and I say what I mean. All I ask of you is that you do the same. If you don’t enjoy reading my blog then fine: don’t. I don’t want people following me simply because I follow them. I don’t want pity likes or sympathy follows.
I’m not going to unfollow anyone just because they don’t read my blog. Look- I get it. I’m not an easy guy to like. I’m insecure, petty, self-absorbed and self-loathing. Shit like that gets old fast, and it can be annoying. Hell, I know it better than anyone: why do you think I hate myself? The last thing I need right now is to be constantly trying to gauge people’s opinions of me. I could never tell where my old friends stood, so I cut them out. So this is it. If you’re not in it for the long haul, then this is the end of the road. If you unfollow me now there won’t be any hard feelings. You’ll still see me on your own blogs (assuming I’m currently following you) and I’ll be just as avid and involved a reader as I am now.
I just need to know where you stand. If you stay, I’ll assume you really want to stay, and that way I’ll know the difference between when you don’t like certain posts and when you don’t like me. I don’t want anyone’s pity, and this isn’t a cry for help or a cry for attention.
It’s just me.