You know what’s the WORST thing that can ever happen to someone that claims to be a writer (or blogger)?
Having people tell you that your blog is filled with grammatical errors. When my friends do that to me, I want the ground to open up and swallow me whole. Now, I hate it when people make even itsy bitsy grammatical errors; I’m usually the one that points it out first. Yes, I’m a bit of a grammar Nazi. So imagine my embarrassment when this friend of mine points out my mistakes to me and sends me proof, no less.
Uh oh. Like, major UH OH. How come NONE of you pointed that out? I thought we were family! I’ve edited that post already. Never mind now.
You should have seen my face. Have you seen shiny red cherry tomatoes? Yes? Well then, have you seen tomato puree? Yes? Well then, have you seen a mix of tomato puree and paprika? I could practically hear my friend thinking: “OMG she turned an interesting shade of scarlet! Who knew it’d be THIS interesting?!”
Now, I hate criticism. Specially when I’m at the Receiving End. It sucks rotten mouldy bananas. I hate being told off. I loathe it when other people correctly point out that it’s me who’s actually wrong. Like that time I replied to strangers’ comments on Instagram and in a way, encouraged people to hit on me.
If you’re in a relationship, you’re supposed to be exclusive when it comes to being nice and talking to people, right? You’re supposed to know what your priorities should be. You can’t just be nice to everyone, because you need to remember to save your niceties for the One and Only. Right? You’re You. You don’t need to be Levi Stuart from Fangirl.
Since I didn’t know how to behave, I went ahead and removed all my pictures from Instagram. I suppose I’m too extreme. But it hurt when people accused me of “wanting and liking both attention and pity and rejecting both” just so I could “rant about it.” Over and over again. I guess I’m done. With this. This being, having my character analysis done so repeatedly it’s dissected my whole entire personality.
What do you feel about being nice to people? And where should we draw the line? What “constitutes” cheating? When is someone an attention wh*re? How do I handle criticism better? And take it SPORTINGLY?