Saturday, January 8, 2011

Moments of Weakness

So, its been a while since I've actually posted anything original on my blogs. I've had a lot to say but they've been mostly caught on Twitter. However, recent events have actually warranted me to go beyond Twitter to say something. There are things on my chest (other than my man-boobs) that I need to get off and 140 characters per idea just aren't good enough.

Recently, I've been somewhat under attack by an unknown user(s) in regards to my personal life through FormSpring. If you aren't familiar with the site, it is a site where people create accounts and invite others to ask questions about them and, in turn, allows them to ask other users questions. What makes the site interesting, however, is the fact that users can choose to remain anonymous when asking the questions and users who don't have accounts can ask anonymous questions. This becomes a double-edged sword for users as it again allows them to ask anonymous questions but at the same time receive anonymous questions and never know who sent them unless those asking the questions decide to come forth.

This has been a problem I've been having to deal with this past week. As previously stated, I've been dealing with a host of anonymous questions flooding my inbox in regards to my weight, my personal life, and even my livelihood. As of this writing, the latest extent of attacks is still going on. I feel like I'm dealing with my own Anonymous and WikiLeaks...lol.

When the first attacks came in, I just let it roll off of me like water and Kool-Aid if I miss my mouth. It wasn't until last night that someone decided to go ham on my livelihood. For those who don't know me, I didn't have many opportunities growing up as a kid. The one outlet I had was technology. I've had people at my church teaching me the basics and others to encouraging as I kept pursuing it despite my parents thinking I was wasting my time. The skills and knowledge I had pushed me to achieve great things at home, at school and in my community before I moved out. It has given me a lot of opportunities and open many doors for me for the nearly 18 years I've pursed this dream of mine.

But last night, someone had the audacity to tell me that I was wasting my time and that I was no good at the only thing I had going for myself in life. That right there cut through my heart like a kitana and for a while, I didn't see any end in sight. "If I can't even get this right, what the hell am I good for?"

Now, before we go off and think I was going to off myself, that wasn't going to happen. I have too much to lose for me to even contemplate that option.

I do want to thank those who did come and see me through what was a dark time for me and gave me some encouraging words and some amazing advice.

After getting up and dusting myself off, I was able to see a silver lining in all this...Clearly whoever is posting it is refusing to come from behind their little shroud and tell me these things face to face. So it makes me feel good that I do have haters and apparently, they hate so much that the refuse to bring their grimy faces to light.

But it is what it is...

2 comments:

  1. I find it sad that people think of other people this way at all. I've never cared about anybody elses GPA or how they do in classes or any of that bullshit, and i don't expect anybody to care about mine. The fact that somebody took an interest is proof that you've rubbed somebody the wrong way and they're trying to find ways to hurt you. Maybe this blog post will give them satisfaction?

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  2. Here's a big salute to you for getting up and dusting yourself off. The feelings you describe are so similar to how I've felt so many times. There's no point, no usefulness in spending much time thinking about all the people with hate, negative energy, pessimism, etc. Keep learning and challenging yourself and enjoying life. You are unique, and valuable, and amazing, and make the world better by everything you do.
    Cheers,
    -- Bryan

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