Since I nearly forgot to queue up another post.
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October 2021 archive
You do realize that I run a tracker here, right?
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The same people who complain that I view their Tweets when they misgender my friend and constantly call him by the wrong name are frequent fliers on this blog, sometimes going twenty-one pages back as they do so. You do realize that my internal tracker (Google Analytics, thank you very much) tells me all of this, right? In before some of you start claiming that it’s not legal or questioning the legality of it, it’s… literally Google Analytics. The only reason that it was ever even set up in the first place was because I wanted to know if Bub’s paternal grandmother and (one of?) her sisters were devoting hours to stalking me again because they have two extremely unique locations, and it would be impossible for them to say that “someone else from that area” viewed my blog in light of that. (This was actually something that was noticed by more than one state agency, too. The fact that this was happening. That they were doing this. I mean, it wasn’t “just me”.)
Sometimes expecting logic out of people is simply too much of an expectation, though. I’m just saying…
Not too long ago, I made a decision that wasn’t easy.
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There were certain people that I considered friends on Discord who, for lack of a better way to put it, decided to intrude into my personal life in spite of being told not to… so it wasn’t even as though this was remotely blatant. Prior to this, they had been friends of mine. However, it got me to thinking — what is the line when it comes to situations like this? In the past, friends of mine have told me that perhaps I can be a bit too friendly for the sake of being nice to people and maintaining friendships, even when I shouldn’t. I’ve also been told by friends of mine that sometimes I put up with a lot more than I should, even (and especially!) when I shouldn’t, and that it is well within my rights to assert boundaries by stating that I am no longer willing to put up with people who would do this to me. For the sake of maintaining professional decorum, I will not actively seek these people out on the server that we are on, and I will be civil to them. That does not mean that I need to be polite or friendly, though. I can manage “not being cruel or mean to you but not being your friend” alright.
I have gotten, and am getting, more support for this than I realize, and I am thankful for it. Furthermore, it incentivizes me to continue to draw these boundaries as necessary for my own mental health. If someone with a history of domestic violence and sexual assault is exhibiting that what you are saying by virtue of your intrusion into their personal life really uncomfortable, you need to stop — one of them knew both of these things for a fact and the other one was probably told. You don’t get to claim that “someone is having a bad mental health day” if you caused it. I am sick and tired of being “so friendly” that I become people’s punching bag, especially if it is out of distress that I suddenly become a friendly people-pleaser in conversations. If you do this to me, know that you have not just intruded on my boundaries, you have violated them, and I will not want to be friendly or polite to you for awhile. Click send. Do the posting thing.
Wordless Wednesday: October 13th, 2021
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I keep fandom life separate from real life.
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So I had to tell someone in Diablo II Resurrected that if you make a cow level game on normal difficulty with no level cap that you are going to get people of all levels in your game, to include people who see the game name, have no idea what a cow level is, and want to learn because they are curious. I am not surprised that I had to have this conversation with someone. I’m sure that a lot of people who play this game are new to it and did not play Diablo II growing up like I did, so hey. I’m not going to fault the majority of them for this.
Also, regarding more Supernatural fandom wank: I keep my fandom life separate from my everyday life, but that is in large part due to the fact that the people that I converse with in person on a regular basis know absolutely nothing about fandom and would not even in the slightest be interested in anything fandom-related. I think I could probably talk shop about The Walking Dead to a few of them, but I have not gotten to that show yet because migraine treatment keeps getting in the way of shows that I actually want to watch (light hurts my soul, as they say, so I have to be careful about what light sources I expose myself to). I keep my online life separate from my real life, at least living where I do right now, because my online life involves a lot more geekery than people who know me in real life can handle or would want to be interested in. I can guarantee that not a single person that I know in real life knows what a fanfic is, and I’m not explaining the intricacies of fandom life to people who are not at all interested in it. The same goes for autism groups that I am a part of, and parenting groups as well, aside from “I like Supernatural”. That’s all any of them get…