It is that time of the year again.

[mrsronweasley]

It is Tuesday, June 3rd. I'm in a pretty good mood, I'm wearing a cute summery dress that I accidentally got for free at Kohl's last summer (I swear to God, I didn't notice! She didn't scan it! I have very bad store karma, now!) and I haven't done this for a while.

So, it is back! (Back again.) Anonymous posting: whatever you feel like saying*: how you feel about the weather, the state of the world, the state of fandom, the state of your innards. Anything goes! Talk amongst yourselves, talk to me, squee, sigh, and yearn! Whatever comes to mind!

*Caveat: NO BEING MEAN TO PEOPLE. *stern look* Mean comments will be deleted!

Okay. Go for it. \o/

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

This will probably reveal me to anyone on my friends list, but I still feel the need to say it. Maybe it was childish of me, but I desperately needed some kind of reassurance on a post I made the other day and received nothing. I watch as other friends make similar posts and get 30+ comments, including comments from me, trying to make them feel better and not one of those people bothered to comment on my post in return.

I know it's just a livejournal post, but it actually really hurt to realize that, despite the fact that I put myself out there for people I consider close friends, they won't do it in return.

[omphale]

*hugs on basic principle*

I've been failing hardcore at commenting these days, and I feel bad whenever I happen to catch a post on my f-list that is about stuff like this, because I just can't handle getting wrapped into other people's problems right now. And it probably makes me a bad person (which is why I'm owning my comment, here, because I don't want anyone else getting blamed for it) but...I don't know. I do the same thing in RL, backing away when things are about to go pear shaped in my own life. I can just barely manage to talk about the easy stuff these days; the difficult conversations make me cry.

Still. It's not that I don't care, or that it isn't important. It's that I'm bad at people, and I hate that my issues mean that people I love get hurt. It sucks.

(All of which may not apply, because I may not know you. In which case, oops? And sorry? And I bet there are people on your f-list who have the same issues?)

*hugs just in case*

*goes back to being anonymous*