For today’s blog, I am going to ramble on a bit. Oh not to torment you or to be obtuse. but I want the blog/post to unfold like my thoughts. To coin a recently used phrase, like a twisted ball of twine. Ok, here is a map to today’s blog… just so you can follow along.
*grins* that is perfect. It is just like thoughts. The path they take, the leaps and jumps… the gaps they often have.
Thoughts can be like that, mired and rambling, sort of like the string of Christmas lights you oh so carefully put away, but the aliens come and twist them all up, when they leave you that extra sock.
What? you didn’t know that? Oh come on, you all have an extra sock. You don’t think the aliens are taking one do you? Why would they want a dirty sock? They are leaving an extra one to mess up your mind. It is a plot.
Still with me?
I do have some points to make, I suppose I could just type them out, but I think… hmm, no, I am going to ramble on a bit.
Bogging is interesting, fascinating actually. I realized I need to sort mine out a bit. I like to be organized and my blog is a bit of a mess. Categories have been used wrong, I need to go back and fix old posts, so they can be found easier, and in the right areas. *groans* in my short time, it seems I have almost 200 posts to fix. But I will. It is a project, one of many.
Ok, so back to blogging. I have noticed something very interesting. People, often are searching, reaching out, looking for something. Answers. Support.
They are finding it too. Bloggers seem to be a family.
With counseling, group therapy is often very successful. Why?
For many reasons. Mainly support, and that you discover that you are not alone, different. Others are like you. You can rant and people listen, they don’t laugh, point, shake their heads or walk away, you can cry and they will cry with you. Because they have been there, they know how you feel, they have felt that way too, or still do. That support is very special. It holds you up. You grow from it, when you realize you are not alone and facing things that others face. Some times they have faced them and overcome them. It gives you hope.
Some can offer suggestions at how they cope, handle things, things they tried that worked, things that didn’t. lend support. How messed up they were, the roads they went down… roads you may be peeking at now.
You also gain different perspectives to things, different views from the groups. We are all the same, but we are all different too, confusing?
Blogging is like this, I am seeing this as I poke around a bit. Comments people make on different blogs, they tentatively reach out with a whisper.. and the blogger sees that whisper and feels their thoughts, because they share them… and reaches back with a strong hand and pull them in with a reply, a whisper back. you are not alone.
Because they know how much some support can mean. That the person is not alone, not different, not sick. They have been there, they share their feelings, thoughts, emotions, concerns… condition.
It can go the other way too. A blog is started, whispers in the dark. It is easy, no one knows you. You just start putting your thoughts on the screen, and then someone replies. You discover you are being read. There is someone out there that you have touched. It could be just a like, it could be great like a comment. Just a hug perhaps, or something in depth, a reply that makes you feel special. Because you are not alone anymore.
Blogging is strong.
When that whisper is made and the person is pulled in, they feel comforted. Like a hug. Knowing that you are not alone, it can pull you out of the shadows. And then other comments are made, replies, conversations start. Slow ones, but sometimes with great depth. Friendships form in many cases. Like in chat, because you are going right into peoples minds with out labels, or preconceptions. You are visiting people in their barest form.
It is interesting. It is thesis material perhaps, the effects of blogging relating to social interactions… hmm, so many ideas.
How powerful blogging can be. How it could become a powerful tool, aid. Like group counseling.
It can be very hard to make, that first comment sometimes, you may feel it labels you, so you hold back… you think about commenting, your finger hovers over the reply buttons, perhaps you type one out, but don’t post it.. but keep reading. Sometimes you click on like, because it touched you, but still hold back.
Make that comment. You may make someones day, when they see your whisper from nowhere appear on their screen. They know they are not alone too. It goes both ways.
The mind is so interesting. Confusing. Sometimes it skips around a bit. Messes with you a bit. Labels are often applied to different conditions. disorders. They can be very daunting, scary. Knowing others share this, and that you can talk to them openly, and they are half a world away… it is very interesting.
Many “disorders” lead to depression. ’tis understandable, and hard to shake, but again, reaching out and finding… talking.. sharing, it can be the lever you need to pry yourself out of that darkness.
And then share that with others, offer them that lever when you see the darkness swirling around them, and feel their hope when they feel you tug back on it… it can be uplifting. For both of you.
you are not alone
This shared passion doesn’t just apply to the mind. Though this is where it may have the strongest impact.
Cooking, photography.. I could go on and on, but we know that.
It is a sharing.
hmmm, I think I made my point. I am not sure, I will wait to see the comments. Maybe I will revisit this, expand on it.