Yes, a link on
metafandom, which I should not have clicked! And, uh, can't link to because I closed it and reading it in the first place was a bad idea, if I go back, I will read it
again, even though I don't know why I read that poll about expectations of response to comments once I had it open: I should have clicked away
so fast.
But I did, and therefore here we go:
Dear everyone who expects or wants a response from me when you comment,
I sympathize, I really do. I know it's rude to ignore people. I don't fail to respond because I don't like you, or because I think I'm better than you, or because I just don't care.
I might, under some circumstances, not be responding because I didn't see your comment, but probably what happened?
Is that I wrote that post because I was having a good day, and I could talk and interact and felt confident and not like the worst person in the world. And then I had to go to bed or I walked away from the computer and you commented and I came back and tried to write back to you. Maybe I even got a paragraph down before I erased it and tried again. Maybe I tried again after that. Maybe I couldn't get anything written in the first place and just stared at the box and felt terrible. There might have been crying because I was just so tired all of a sudden, and I couldn't do it. I was too scared, even though maybe I know you and like you. Possibly everything I could put down just sounded egotistical and over sharing. Maybe I told myself not everyone wants to know about my writing process and I don't even know this person to know if they do.
Who knows? It might have been all of the above!
So I gave up because I felt
awful, and you know, maybe in a week or so I'll have a good day again, and I'll come back and be able to talk to you. If you still want to maybe we can have a slow motion conversation that way.
I'm sorry, I know it sucks. I know it feels bad, when people don't answer you. I know you start to wonder if you're just being annoying.
I'm so sorry. I really do try.
But a lot of the time I just
can't. I really, really, really can't, and if you are commenting on a story in particular it's not that I don't enjoy concrit (I do!) or lengthy comments or anything like that, but the thing is: I often put up stories not when I feel good, but when I already feel so bad it's hard to breathe. I will try to answer, I will! But it will take a while, and if it's been weeks I might never manage it. I'll feel bad about that, and I know maybe you're feeling bad too. I'm really sorry. But I spent a very long time basically not talking at all because I didn't know if I'd be able to respond, and believe me, that sucked worse.
From my end, anyhow. I bet plenty of people didn't care.
God, I'm trying, but it's so damn hard. I hate saying so. I feel like Whiny McWhinersen making excuses, and I know it doesn't help because people still get hurt but. There you go.
Apologies,
Me
ETA: I should probably add that this is not exactly about people who are subscribed to my journal, one way or the other, although I often wish I could manage to interact with you all more, because I like you - I generally figure that if you haven't taken me off by now, my brain's habit of dumping me on the side of the highway to walk back to down is something you don't take personally. But it. Is part of why I have trouble talking to new people, and why sometimes stories sit on my journal for months and never get promoted anywhere.
*handwavyhandwavy*