Satisfaction is not guaranteed
One person last week told me that they would really appreciate a true friendship with me and only read my blog if it wasn’t hiding behind a pseudonym AND is more real.
Another person told me that I need to post more pictures of my self, because they can’t believe that I don’t look like a nerd. They need more proof.
A person emailed me once asking me why I don’t talk more about politics.
One girl asked me why I don’t discuss the real problems that Arab girls suffer daily from their families and culture.
This guy yesterday insulted me and told me that I am a horrible person hiding behind a wicked lying mask.
Lots of Arabs told me that I am the worst person to represent Arabs.
Lots of Arabs told me that because I live in the western world, that I am westernized and I should never talk about Arabs.
Religious fanatics told me that being rebellious is a sin.
Many people write me telling me that I am rebellious against religion, and I am spreading sinful thoughts and telling girls to not wear hijab.
Then Mais, the most avid reader of my blog and knows what I am really about, told me this, “… Youre very clever but you expect simple minded people to understand you?! Seriously, no wonder youre getting stressed!”
I Owe People My Thoughts
I feel like I owe the majority of people something, and that something being a closed minded opinion about everything. I will tell you guys something, I don’t go around advertising this blog daily on other blogs. I was really pushing it the first 1.5 years, but then I stopped. I don’t comment at all on any blog, which makes me a horrible social blogger, but I don’t want to advertise my self. (I do read some blogs, but only a handful.)
Do you guys understand my point? I don’t go after you to tell you to read what I write. I don’t go advertise it to drive traffic to my site. I don’t do anything. I secluded my self from the world; yet YOU search for me and read it. You subscribe to keep up. You care enough to find any way possible to read what I write, because you know deep down inside that there is something about me that grabs your attention and makes you think. You care enough about the words that I write here.
I don’t owe you anything and you don’t owe me anything. However, those people that think that I do have always made me wonder why.
Then I understood why…
One person who was extremely angry with something I have written the other day told me this, “I hate what you write most of the time, but you have to be careful, your website is popular and many people are getting affected by it.”
So am I supposed to feel guilty now?
Searching for a Common Thought
Early this evening, I decided to go search for various Arab blogs. I wanted to read what personal bloggers have been writing and see what I am missing. I couldn’t read beyond a paragraph in most blogs. Then I got frustrated and stopped reading any blog. Most of the blogs that I read were talking about some event that they have attended that was “fun.” Pictures of food from the best restaurant ever. Or they displayed pictures of their latest shopping endeavor or overly expensive gadgets that they have bought. Or some tried to talk about how their kids threw up on the carpet and they spent the afternoon cleaning.
Am I supposed to discuss that? Will that make me a better blogger?
Fine, how about this for a change:
I cooked today. I did my project management homework. I didn’t feel like cleaning anything, and oh, to top it off, I also went to the bathroom to empty out all that well digested food.
Shoot me now.
Oh, by the way, since you think that I owe you something every time you read my blog with such eagerness, how about you do the same and write something worth a damn on your blogs from now on, and think beyond your nostrils for a change!
Words of Wisdom
I never give them hell. I just tell the truth, and they think it is hell.
-Harry S. Truman
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