I am the kinda of person who is nice to everyone until they give me a reason not to be…and it has to be a pretty darn good reason at that. I think that everyone deserves the benefit of the doubt, a chance to show who they really are, a everyone deserves a friend. On the flip side, I also believe that respect is earned and not just a given.
Lately, people have been giving me reasons not to be friends with them. I have been hurt, crushed, and betrayed. I am beginning to feel like being nice is an open invitation for people to try and walk all over you and try to take advantage of you. The people have also lost my respect. I am becoming very disgruntled with my community, my city, and the world in general. I just want to retreat from the world. Not interact, just stay home and lose myself in the world of books. Books don’t talk back to you or try to manipulate you. The are there and you cal lose yourself in the story as much or as little as you want.
However, as I spend more time on Twitter I am connecting with wonderful individuals who are the reason I have not become a hermit living in a cabin up in the mountains. There are amazing, wonderful, supportive people on Twitter. People who have lent an ear, lent a shoulder, listened to my rants, talked to me off Twitter, read my blogs, provide support, pay it forward, tell me my poetry doesn’t stink, etc, etc, etc!!! (that is a King and I reference, just FYI). So, I just wanted to take the time out to recognize the amazing community that Twitter is and thank of you for being you. I would thank you by name, but there are so many of you and I would inadvertently forget someone and feel bad and cry, so I won’t attempt to list all of you. You know who you are and you can feel warm and fuzzy without being named.
Thank you, Twitterville, for bringing wonderful people together.