It didn’t start out to have [someone else] create a big discussion about me on their blog…
… it started as a way for me to open up about a very private part of my life, even though the exact copy of my words are already fully public on [someone else's] blog.
I made the mistake of posting the original comment I did on the [other person's] blog in the very first place (February 2008). I acknowledged my disappointment in myself (and of my rash decision to write about something I wasn’t 100% comfortable to share) in the post I made a few days ago.
When I bared my heart in that post, I intended to give a reference point so readers would know what the heck I was talking about… and oops, it created a trackback to MY WORDS on the [other person's] blog. I’m now apparently a stalker for referencing what I SAID… hummm*
Eons and eons ago, in a Blogosphere far, far away…
The Big Drama got this all started - and all because [the other person] would’ve rather have eaten [her] words than own them.
All the draahhhma went down then, and caused a wake of awesome page hits and traffic to my site.
Eventually [the other person] emailed me a ‘this isn’t a threat‘ threat (April 2008) in reference to [her] EIGHT public comments on the Big Drama. [She] said,
“I would also suggest you privatize the whole exchange. That’s up to you though. If you feel it should be left up for public eye, I will probably reconsider doing the same with select comments on my blog as well.”
Yeah, well, I took the email suggestion as the [other person] trying to intimidate me into deleting my own posts. My response to that ‘request’ was as follows:
“…your comments, in their original format, will remain on my blog to protect my intellectual copyrights and serve as proof of initiation of the communication exchange between you and I. If you feel the need to ‘unprotect’ certain comments on your own blog out of spite, I can’t change that.
As I told you before, anyone can request removal of links on my website to copyrighted material, but anything an individual has chosen to say in a public comment on my blog aren’t ones I’ll remove based on “this isn’t a threat” threats.”
Months passed, and I finally decided to share the aforementioned very private part of my life with you. I password-protected it, not to deceive the [other person] but to protect what little of myself left that I had to protect.**
What did that get me?
A blog post by [the other person] dedicated to yours truly!
So, I possibly should’ve heeded the warnings of those informing me about the [other person's] obsession with me and maybe not read her most recent RETARDED (yes, I said that) insanity. But, I’m not strong-willed enough to not, so I took a peek for kicks and giggles.***
I now realize (horror of horrors!) that I am just not liked. Boo. Fucking. Hoo.
I’ve been publically outed as someone who’s “words are selfish, spiteful and downright despicable sometimes, especially from an adoption standpoint” but worst yet, I’m a LIAR (because I must’ve told the [other person] things “that if they were made public, none of you would continue to be her friend“).
Lemme show you to the door, BTW, if you’re not my friend anymore. Or at the very least, offer you examples of my awful adoption viewpoints for you to criticize.
The Bottom Line
I made ONE comment on [the other person's] blog, which I politely asked to have privatized (in FEBRUARY 2008) LONG before the Big Drama (April 2008). Therefore, I draw the following conclusion:
Her re-publication of my comment was purely and simply out of spite, plain and simple.
And hey, her bottom line is that she has the same right as I do, to publish/maintain any public comments made on HER blog. I get it - but please don’t confuse me with your trust when it’s shallow (at best) to begin with? Re-publishing something out of SPITE? You’re ever so innocent.
As for me -
I don’t, and won’t apologize for my public blog posts or opinions. If you don’t agree with me then go away. It’s really that simple. I’m not here to make friends, I’m here to blog without guilt.
Let The Big Drama Number Two commence.
* P.S. I’m now stalking [the other person's] blog because I used her “the NEW blog address, not the old one” when I was referencing my own comment. That proves I am DEFINITELY stalking myself.
** P.P.S. Who am I kidding? I’ve un-password protected it because 1) you can read it on the [other person's] blog anyway and, 2) so the [other person] can’t make assumptions about my intent on posting it in the first place.
*** P. P.P.S. Oh, whoops, now I guess I am stalking the [other person] since I checked out [her] new post at the urging and emails from concerned parties. Darn. Guess ya got me there.
P.P.P.P.S. Salt, wound -
The [other person] said, “1. Although I may sound judgemental [sic] at times, I don’t judge you. Really, sometimes I swear you and I are the same person. 2. I love you. You are a good mom. And a good friend. And a good adoption triad person.“
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