Random Monday – Narcissism Edition

In CategoryNavel Gazing, Random Monday
ByDeb

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Last week, the Knitters had a cookie swap. It was fun. Knowing people in real life is nice. And all the knitters are fascinating people.

One of the ladies cornered some of us in the kitchen and gave a very detailed, almost cringe-inducing review of 50 Shades of Gray. Conclusion? She didn’t care for it. But she read the next two, just to be sure.

AND THEN. At the end, I got all drunk on sugar and told another person about this blog, which makes, like, THREE whole people in real life who know about it. (well, four, but one of them isn’t talking to me anymore for reasons I do not understand. maybe for things I’ve said here. does she still count? I don’t know).

I am slightly nervous about telling because…well, all the reasons seem eye-rollingly narcissistic and paranoid, and come ON, Deb, it’s just silly daily navel gazing, what’s so earth-shattering about that? But I don’t edit myself here (well, except for the cursing. blog cursing is low-brow, and I am v. sophisticated, as we all are aware), and I don’t want to start.

And now you guys are all spraining your eyeballs and thinking, “for Pete’s sake, what is the big deal? it’s not like your endlessly hysterical occasionally amusing stories about shopping for little girls’ underpants are State Secrets, GET OVER YOURSELF.” Which is also, in fact, what I am telling myself. But then my OTHER self says, “hey. don’t be mean. just because it’s silly, doesn’t mean you can’t be protective and private about it.”

Announcing you have a blog can smack of narcissism, too, don’t you think? It’s a quandary. Tell, and know people are thinking, “and WHY would I give a crap about your mundane and poorly punctuated life story?” or DON’T tell, and know people would think, “you aren’t that special, you ego-maniac. Your time would be better spent learning how to use a comma.”

I think on some level it’s easier to write for an anonymous audience, knowing you come here eagerly willingly because you adore me like me find me hilarious insightful tolerable.

Actually, another reason for being shy is that one of my friends can be rather…combative and it can be exhausting. I don’t want to see her and be immediately leapt upon.

For example, here’s an actual conversation from this summer

Me: I’m thinking of looking into gymnastics for Little.
Her: Gymnastics is child abuse.

Plus also now my poor real-life friends have to hear all my stories twice, which seems AWESOME unfair.

Do you guys tell people in your real life about your blogs? Did you injure yourselves rolling your collective eyes at me? How would you explain to someone who told you THREE YEARS ago that you should start a blog that you did and just sort of…didn’t tell them?