I am not perfect. I don’t always get it right. I don’t always know where I’m fucking up. I don’t know whether I’m right or wrong. I don’t know if I’m on the right track. I don’t know what people think. I sometimes care too much what people think which can also be wrong. I don’t know why things offend certain people and some don’t. I don’t have the ability to tailor myself to match opinions with everyone. I don’t have all the answers. I’m young. I’m naive. I’m inexperienced. I don’t have any idea what it’s like to be anyone other then myself. But you know what?
I’m still learning. I’m still trying. I’m still falling. I’m still failing. But I’m still learning. I’m not a bad person, just young. Inexperienced. Naive. Emotional. Human.
Never once on here have I ever said anything with malicious intent. Never once have I ever gone out of my way to tell people that what they feel is wrong. If I commented on your posts I did it because I care. Does that mean my comments are always correct? No. And if I did offend anyone, I’m really sorry. I didn’t do it on purpose. I didn’t mean to make you feel that way. I guess I just pick out the things I understand and can relate to and work with that. I’m no mind reader. I don’t always get it right. But I guess when things are said they can’t be unsaid so in that sense I’m not sorry for what I said because I clearly meant it at the time. I’m sorry that you took it the wrong way. I’m sorry I made you feel that way because that’s never my intention.
Everything that anyone says you never have to take on entirely. No one can properly know anyone’s story, and that’s ok. Because I believe we all came together because we needed people to understand, to empathise but most importantly to encourage. But these are just words. At the end of the day we take what we need from everything said to us, and discard the rest. We don’t discard the care behind the words. But the thing about WordPress along with any online social medium is that everyone is just going on what people have written. We haven’t met each other. We don’t know what’s really going on in each others lives, only the things we read. So we react accordingly to the words we read. There are billions of people online, and isn’t it amazing that tiny amounts of the online population can come together and show that support to one another. I don’t know what people are thinking when I write something, neither do they, but to comment at all considering the amount of people online shows how much they care to just write something.
I’m only human. And everyone on here is pretty anonymous. I don’t understand what you’ve been through in your life. I can only comprehend what you’ve written about. How can I possibly understand? I can’t it’s impossible, but that doesn’t mean I can’t admire your writing, or try to say something relevant.
At the end of the day no matter how tight a community you have online, if you haven’t met personally in the real world, everyone is still merely a random person swimming in the vast depths of the sea we call the internet. At the end of the day, we are still merely comments and posts to one another. Nothing more, nothing less.