I just realized that I've passed 15,000 comments on FA. Plus 2,000 on IB. That's not 17K comments received, that's how many I've written.
Holy cow. I though that was impossible. It's hard for me to envision how much stuff that is and how I could think it all up.
The reason this surprises me is that I'm about the quietest person who has ever lived. I never talk to anyone except myself. I can't carry a conversation in a bucket. I'm pretty sure I place on the schizoid spectrum. Even online, I absolutely hate chatting with people. I do everything possible to avoid small talk, because I am simply hopeless at socializing.
Yet, I feel this compulsion to say something amusing on peoples' works. Comments mean a lot more to me than views, and it disappoints me a great deal how comments have greatly decreased across the board on all web sites for everyone over the last few years. Good or bad, I always want to know what people think about my stuff. It's okay -- I can take it. I'm getting old. Almost nothing offends me anymore. Life is too short to hold grudges or get pissed over stupid crap. Only one guy is on my block list, and that guy was a spammer.
Alas, especially over the last 10 years, I've never felt comfortable leaving comments, and well over half of the comments I start writing, I proofread and then decide to cancel. Nope, someone is going to misinterpret that and spaz out. I'm always nervous that I'm going to say something stupid, offend someone, and get banned. I always favor making jokes and trying to be funny, but that's the most nerve-wracking thing to do, because it just seems to get you in the most trouble. Sure, people have a sense of humor... until they don't. I want to leave even more comments than I do, but... not only is it difficult -- it's terrifying.
17K, and I've only been suspended once? That's quite a milestone, and I'm proud of it.
On that note, don't expect any art from me until the end of the year. I'm totally freaking out over last-minute Christmas shopping, and (literally) rehearsing fake reactions to opening Christmas gifts I don't want. In real life, I have to fake almost all my emotions because I don't feel them the same way other people do. It's really, really difficult to pretend to enjoy meeting with my family. I do NOT like the holidays, and would much prefer that the tradition to give each other presents and gift cards would just die in a fire.
So, um... Merry Christmas? See you guys next year.
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18 Dec 2024 15:03 CET
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