The Weird Way I See Blogging

I have been wanting to blog about this topic for a long time. THE BLOG. The experience I have as a blogger or the weird way I see it. 

I have been blogging on Long Shot for just over a year now, and I have never had one person comment, except my husband and that doesn't count. In many ways, to me this blog is a diary. I can say whatever I want, because as I see it no one reads it. Yet people do, because I have that funny thing we all like trampling around in, analytics! 

Yep, people read it, or at least they click on it. Not sure which is the most true. Here I am the one writing so many crazy post, and the way I feel is, it's a diary to me. I think that is because, no one comments. I have no interaction with others. Therefore its just me talking to SPACE. Now I am okay with this. The one thing I know is that once you have interaction, you are really fucked. Cause then you have to spend more time in a platform, and no one has more time.

Right now I have it made. I can say whatever I want and I piss no one off. I can blog about any secretes and have no worries, no one will read it. I have so much freedom because no one comments on my post. Truly this is a heaven for me. 

When I started my first startup, I thought that the email did not work because I never received any emails. As my startup grew, I started getting emails, and still to this day that startup email account gets saturated with emails. It's overwhelming, it's crazy, it's a time sucker, and it's a dead startup.

If no one comments on my blog post, to me that is a super time saver! If you comment, then I will be obligated to respond. Sure I would be delighted to respond, and I would respond. Yet, right now I am in the beautiful area of blogging.Freedom. 

The day that people start talking to me in my blog,is the day I will realize it's not a diary and that everyone can see it, and maybe I will be more shy and not free to post my truest feelings. Maybe when the world starts talking to me, I will not be able to as free with my words as I am now. That would be tragic. Freedom of speech is a good thing. 

Yeah, I would love to talk to you. All of you who read Long Shot Start Up Girl. It's approaching ten thousand hits. That is a ton of hits. Still, no comments. I'm okay with it. Cause I like being free to say what I want. I do wonder, if to have someone interact with me on Long Shot, would it happen only if I had one hundred thousand hits? Who knows. 

I think when Passdown gets recognition people will talk to me on this blog.  I don't know, I kind of bet, people will talk to me when I have a hit startup. For now I am enjoying blogging to what I see as no one. It's just me writing in a diary, stuffing it between the matresses and feeling good, because what I wrote,made me FREE.

Pluto: The Disappearing Email : - )

Finally, someone has come to save me from myself. 

I would love to send Pluto, 40 dozen Roses, 400 pounds of chocolate, and 900 cases of the finest wine in the world as a great big THANK YOU. 

I am the biggest offender of "hit send" on emails, that, well, I really should not have sent! 

What the hell is wrong with me? Why do I knowingly send emails that will get me into some kind of trouble? 

Ummm well, let me put it to you as blunt as an Eminem rap. "I don't fucking care" You see the problem started some years ago when I was extremly depressed and suicidal. During that time in my life, my mind changed, and I decided, Fuck It! If I'm going to be dead tomorrow, might as well say EXACTLY what I want to say! 

We do have freedom of speech here in America, but we do not have the right to go around saying things that can damage someone else with SLANDER. That's not what I do. 

What I usually do is call someone out on their shit. Or I an invent what I think, are great ideas, and I dish those out, and people just cringe when they run into me, cause they do not want to tell me how bad the idea was. This causes awkwardness! Eeeekkkk

But you see, I'm not afraid to tell a bully off, or a friend that, well you are stupid if you do that! 

Here is the thing I always ask myself before I hit send. "If I died tomorrow, would I be glad I sent that email?" My answer is almost always YES, cause I'll be dead! So hit send! ; - )

Okay, honestly, yes I have felt a tiny bit guilty that I have sent certain emails in life. 

But only a tiny bit. Yes, I have at times, had the fantasy,"I wish I could send another email, that would automatically delete the previous email from the person's account to whom I sent it", in hopes, they never got a chance to read it! The thing is, I often think of the person I sent my "I don't give a fuck email to" and I think about what kind of person they are, and usually, I know they are not the "open thinking" kind of person. Yet, I kinda want them to be, so that's why I send it. 

If you can't open up your mind to debate, discuss, be angry with, disagree with, and still love your friend or family, then, well you can't walk the line I walk - it's the line of who cares, If your dead tomorrow. Say it, because it matters.

So here we go. It's PLUTO on the plate. The way to saving yourself from yourself! I'm so in. Because the thing is, I usually know the questionable emails I send out, and maybe a little disappearing could do me good!