A Sad Narcissist

There are two kinds of people; those who keep a blog and those who do not.

I obviously am the first. To fall into this category, that is to keep a public blog specifically means you also identify with a higher than average degree of narcissistic tendencies. You must feel the need to not only record your every thought but to also assume that others are hanging off your every word and think you are as witty as you do.

But then....there is a day of reckoning for every blogger. A sad day where the blinders come off and you have to accept a reality that you have tried to fight, change and deny. It is like that pair of jeans you thought your butt looked super hot in only to later see pictures of Aunt Rose's 80th birthday and have to accept that the woman in the saggy Mom jeans is you...

I feel that time has come with the ol blog.

for three years I have written on average three posts a week so as not to disappoint a (soon to be) loyal fan base...when they begin to flock in droves to the witty, insightful and creative zone known as JJandB (what is the B for you may ask? It started as Bayley...then became Ben...now it stands for Boys!). But I fear my popularity level is not nearly what I had hoped. There are two signs you are a popular blogger...one- your "followers" are overflowing and your "comments" section requires you to book time in the afternoon just to be able to get through them all.
Some popular blogs I read have followers in the thousands and comments in the hundreds. Sob.

I have ten followers.
I get virtually no comments.

ARE YOU OUT THERE????

Please if you are...let me know.

If I don't know you... that would make me even happier...it would mean someone told you about me or that you stumbled across this site accidentally and...stayed!!!
it would make my day...add a little skip to my step...

If I write something that makes you think, or feel or laugh, tell me! Did I say something way out of left field...too many cliches? My grammar is atrocious... I know, but would love to be reminded. Did you totally disagree with something I said? Did I potentially offend you mistakenly...please click on comment and tell me where to go, it will make my day, seriously.

Am I like an American Idol hopeful, who practiced for weeks, dreamed the dream for years and then got blasted on national television and made a fool of with horrible off key writing and tone deaf prose? Are people wondering, like I am as I watch these people humiliate themselves with their perceived talent where on earth their loved ones were to tell them before appearing on the show..."remember when we told you you were awesome? Well really we meant in every other way but this one!". Say it ain't so!


Jon says this post was pathetic.

yup.

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