No, I didn’t find a new sweetie; it’s not that kind of love (grin)…this is 21st-century newfangled blog love.
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Dear Sady,
I love your blog . I discovered it thanks to a reader who pointed me to your post on Jennifer’s Body. Hmm, I thought, who is this cool woman who is such a master of the exclamation point and talks about ladybusiness?
I like that you are so damned opinionated and that your opinion is (in the cogent words of Jef Mallett), the result of thought and not a substitute for it. I think your discussion with your Gentleman Associate about the importance of print media is very smart and fall-down funny. I like your FAQ.
But here is the post that has made me love you. Because I have met those special snowflakes you speak of; and, sadly, I’ve been one too. I’m working on that, and sometimes when I need help I will come back to this post and think of you fondly.
And I’m also working on the part where I need to get behind my own self sometimes and push; where I need to SHOUT and !!! if that’s what it takes. One reason I admire your blog-voice so much is that I sometimes wish for more of that energy in my real voice, in those moments when I have to stop someone from stepping on me out in the world. That can be hard for me; but it’s important to have more than one tool in our toolbox, no? I am good at facilitating; but still learning to shout not just in an incoherent voice, but with intent and reason behind it. An opinion that results from thought, in a voice that’s maybe a little louder than is comfortable for the special snowflake it’s directed at. You are helping me with that, Sady, and I thank you.
Kelley–
Once and for all understand how incredible you are right now and always.
Not any time in the future will you be more or less amazing.
You are you. Beautiful. Intelligent. Lover.
I wish you could see you as we see you.
Anonymous, thanks for your kindness, I appreciate it.
I’m puzzled that Anonymous somehow interpreted this post to mean that you (Kelley) somehow needed reassurance as to your amazingness. And although, I agree with her/him on all other points, I didn’t interpret it that way at all. I will say that surely it’s never a bad time to remind Kelley (or anyone else it fits) how amazing, brilliant, and beautiful she is.
I like Sady’s blog a lot. Also loved that cartoon about ‘the result of thought and not a substitute for it’. The FAQ and the post re: Print Media were great. And yesterday’s “Lord of the Fails” was good too, but her tone is probably not something I’d want to read every day.
Jennifer, I think everyone needs reassurance sometimes. I certainly do. I don’t feel disrespected, I feel happy that someone thinks well of me.
And happy that you think well of me too. 🙂 Thank you both.
I agree, all of us need it sometimes – I’d hate to know the kind of person who didn’t. Wasn’t meaning to imply otherwise.
Maybe I’m just afraid of getting a Sady-like response to some of my multi-paragraph comments. 🙂
And can I just say — I hate those fucking smiley things.
Jennifer, yes you can say that. *resists impulse to put a smiley thing here, but you may imagine the evil chuckle*
(grin)
Love Sady’s blog. Love lapping up various voices to add to the cacophony already in my head.
I totally get what [I think] you meant about “learning to shout not just in an incoherent voice”. People who feel at times immersed in their emotions express them from that sense of beingness, rather than from any purpose behind the emotion. I have that same dilemma and (when I can and I’m not pooled in a quivering puddle on the floor) play with voices like Sady’s to pull me out of it into direction.
So glad I ran across you today; I’ll be back for more!
Karen — express from a sense of beingness is a nice way to put it, thanks. I can be articulate when I’m angry, but I tend to be articulate about what I’m feeling as opposed to actually engaging the other person’s behavior/argument/whatever. It’s great to be articulate about me me me, but not always helpful (*grins instead of posting the smiley thing that Jennifer finds objectionable, chuckle*).