Earlier this afternoon, I was having a chat with Liz about DC Nearlyweds. How even though we’re supposed to post 3-5 times/week, it’s hard sometimes to find motivation for posts. I usually post about the wedding on Wednesdays here, but I loathe posting for the sake of posting. Thats why I quit blog365 and why I’m hesitant to partake in the NaBloPoMo festivities.
I scooted over there to see if my last post had any comments. Oh did it. I posted a lovely version of our soon to be save the dates. The lone comment? Seems to be an anonymous hater.
Now I don’t think it takes a genius to figure out that if we’re getting married…we’re probably not siblings. We’re from New England, not fucking Nebraska.
It falls into line with an earlier I comment I got when I introduced my bridal party over there -
Accusing me of acting like a “bridezilla” because I mentioned that when I asked my bridal party, Liz and I weren’t speaking, and about how my sister and I haven’t been on the greatest terms since she visited. None of these fights are wedding related, my sister it was more us spending more time together than we had since I was 16 (and that didn’t go over well then either!) but she’s my sister, and Liz happens to be one of my best friends. Conflicts aside, these are two of the five gals that will be standing up with me on my wedding day. That does not a bridezilla make.
Now I’ve been blogging since 2001 on livejournal, then wordpress.com and now here. I’m used to haters. Every blogger has a few, whether or not make themselves known is besides the point. It’s a fact of bloggy life. I’ve been called names I won’t repeat, told I’m worthless, and threatened. I stopped letting these kind of things get to me when I was 19. Obviously, that doesn’t always work out quite as well as we’d like it to, but I try not to take the meanies seriously because really? There are so many fabulous readers why bring yourself down with one or two haters? Not. Worth it. At all. I know this.
But this? This is a new low even for the Anti-Heidi folk out there. This is my wedding we’re talking about. Let’s not be tacky hos. Because I know we all have our days but jealousy, hatred, and whatever. But seriously? Keep whatever beefs you have with me on THIS blog. That is not an invitation to be a regular hater here, but keep my wedding out of your beefs with me. I won’t put up with that crap.
I still hold to the “if you can’t say anything nice don’t say anything at all” mantra, in real life and on here (well maybe not so much in real life, though I do try. And often fail. Miserably.). Seriously, I know bloggy haters feel like they have to make themselves known, 9 times out of 10 they’re cowards and do so anonymously but really? Grow a pair and get over yourselves.
Yes I’m upset by those comments, I tried not to let them get to me, but I still have 10 months left of posting over there. There are probably more meanies to come out of the woodwork. That thought just seems so daunting. You don’t have to like my taste, you can think I act like a bridezilla (though I assure you, I’m not. I’m one of the laziest brides ever. No lie) you can even think I look like a heffer in my gown (I’m working on it!!!) but keep your thoughts. To yourself. Most of you don’t know me personally…so why be a dick to someone you don’t even know?
I just…don’t see the logic in all of this. Bloggy haters can you indulge me in why you’ve gotta hate? Seriously…why you gotta hate?
