Pixellated peer pressure.
I always found online diaries to be weird stuff. You expose your life and you hope for someone to respond to a pixellized version of your life.
I cannot understand those who pour their lives out(secrets, problems, etc) because they are asking their readers to probe them for such issues. I see that the motives of such blogs to be similar to self-mutilation, because in self-mutilation, one cuts him/herself, exposes the scars to the general public, and grabs the attention of school counselors. People who blog about their misfortunes and plight and unhappy thoughts grab the attention of their friends and they flock to comfort the friend in question.
I can't be bothered with friends who blog about their personal stuff that flippantly. Bloggers always go on and on about how they write out of catharsis, and that their blogs just happens to be a readily available outlet for them to write. So, in short, it's like they HAVE TO WRITE IT OUT. Which is totally acceptable because I write a lot and about myself too, but, if you want to write, write it out fully, laying your story bare. If not, don't hem and haw and say that you've got a huge problem but you're not going to share it with others on a medium that encourages much publicity. I am guilty of this, but shush.
That, or just write it in a personal diary. If you have forgotten, there's always the pen and book for you to rely on. I know of people who keep diaries, and I salute them for their level of maturity and how they find it absolutely unnecessary to post their lives on the line.
I find that people who post their emo-bullshit on their blogs just want people to probe them about it. It's not about solving the problem, but about getting people to be concerned about them. If you want to solve a problem you find a close friend and talk it through. If you want to make it bigger you blog about it and hope for many comments from unsavoury people.
Some blog to get their thoughts sorted out. Some blog to get their emotions sorted out. But blogging about problems just brings everything to a whole new low, because unlike thoughts, you can't agree/disagree with problems, and unlike emotions, you can't empathize with the person.
What are readers left with to feel for or reply to then?
And the worst part comes when said bloggers advertise their blogs and asks their friends to read. If I'm told to read a blog I would, and then I'd probably not refer to it again for some time. That's why I don't go around advertising my blog. It's an additional pressure on my friends, like 'if you want to get to know me, you'd have to read my blog.' That's why I go around repeating jokes said on my blog in real life, because by default I'd think that my friends don't read my blog.
I'd go back to read if I find it interesting, but if it's always about problems I can't be arsed. If help you with a problem, tell your friends about it. They might not be able to solve it, but the solace comes with an outsider trying to help, isn't it?. But if it's on a blog who would be arsed?
You're unhappy? You're suicidal? Your dog just died? Someone wants to rape you?
For me, I don't give a shit until people tell me. I've my own shit to do and it's tiring to ask people about their own shit. I am quite a shit-guzzler but just because I am doesn't mean I go around being proactive about it. And I think most normal humans would be like me--ready to help but won't give a shit until you notify them about it.
So..
..why the fuck are people blogging about problems?
Humans tire me. Endlessly.
Bored at 3.15AM. I decided to search for 'Ain't no mountain high enough', some old song which was used in a movie screened in Cat High so many years back. Anyone still remembers the song?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xz-UvQYAmbg
-- 4/11/2010 01:53:00 AM
