“What a bunch of A-holes”

Ever felt that whatever you do or say, you get no response? You work hard but you get no encouragement or a pat on the back. You feel everything you do gets ignored. You just don’t want to waste your time doing anything. It makes you want to yell “What a bunch of A-holes” you are, in their faces. Scream at the top of your lungs like there’s no tomorrow.

That’s what I feel about blogging and writing in general sometimes. I can write whatever but still it feels useless. Maybe I’m not that good. It’s difficult to get better when you never get feedback. What I hate most is asking for it. Can’t people think by themselves? Do I have to ask separately every time? I understand the common reader doesn’t have the ability to analyse things. But I’m not expecting that anyway. My blog is probably not interesting enough. People seem to care more about personal lives or world issues. But I’m not gonna go down that road. I did give out some personal issues but those were important. But I won’t make a habit of it. Even if I ask questions or ask feedback, I never get any anyway.

What frustrates me even more than this blog writing, is fiction writing. I’ve had a few online (about Formula One drivers mainly) I got likes and some comments but I never got any feedback that could improve my writing. That’s one of the reasons I stopped posting them. It felt all that hard work went to waste. I put my heart and soul in them. Then I got nothing in return. I didn’t even bother writing new ones. My fiction enthusiasm disappeared. I just didn’t bother because I felt no one would read them anyway.

I wrote that 6 month ago. And it’s happening again. In both blogging and a fan fiction I wrote. Sometimes I wonder why I bother. I know I should write even if no one would read them (some do though) but it just gets annoying sometimes. I’m sure most writers do get frustrated but they still seem to keep on writing. Me on the other hand don’t. I just stop because I feel like I’m wasting my time. I rather do something else than write. If I do write, I just keep it to myself. Maybe I shouldn’t post online at all. Fiction nor blogging. No caring, no sharing. People just don’t deserve reading anything I write. Or maybe I’m just too demanding. Internet is a big place so its obvious writings gets lost in the internet space. Whether its Facebook or Twitter.

Promoting your stuff online is a pain in the neck. It takes time, they say. But how long does it take? I’m not that patient. I’ve had this blog over a year ( or maybe it’s 2) and still it feels like I’m writing to myself. Well I am but I also want to share. What’s the point of having a blog otherwise?

I’ve come to the conclusion that if people don’t find or read my blogs, it’s their loss. I’m pleased about what I write and I will continue no matter what. With or without anybodies help.

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My look on introvert myths

Source: https://evilnymphstuff.wordpress.com/2012/12/29/in-the-mind-of-an-introvert/

Here’s myths about introverts that I found on the internet. There’s a lot of myths about introverts out there. But being an introvert shouldn’t be seen as a problem. It’s not like we’re from another planet. Some of the answers to the myths I disagree with. There’s a lot more but these are 10 of the best. This is how I see them.

Introverts don’t like to talk
In a way that’s not true. I only talk when I have something to say. I don’t waste my time on talking nonsense. But talking is not my favorite thing. I just don’t like the sound of my voice. If you give me a subject I really like, don’t even imagine, stopping me. Me, quiet, no, I just think before I speak. That way I won’t say something stupid and hurt someone’s feeling. Confrontation is the worse thing I know. Especially around strangers.

Introverts are shy
I can be shy when it comes to people I don’t know. I do wonder if I’m really introverted or just shy. Obviously they are two different things. It depends in what kind of mood I’m in. I’m also a coward so maybe I’m a cowardly, introverted shy person.

Introverts are rude
Anyone can be rude and it has nothing to do with being an introvert. I try to be nice to people, if they’re nice to me. If they’re not, they can see another thing coming.

Introverts don’t like people
Sometimes that’s true. I do like people but most of the time they’re annoying. I would rather talk to a pet (if I wasn’t afraid of them that is) or to a plant than to people. I just hate repeating myself. Maybe people have wax in their ears or I talk too fast so they don’t hear what I’m saying.

Introverts don’t like to go out in public
How am I suppose to buy food if I don’t go out in public? I’m not afraid of the outdoors. You have to go out sometime to get some fresh air. Seeing other people is good for the mental health as well. You don’t have to interact with them if you don’t want to.

Introverts always want to be alone
Maybe that’s the reason the reason I don’t have any friends. People think that I always want to be alone. I do but sometimes I wish there would be someone to talk to. Even one. I don’t need a lot of friends to keep me happy.

Introverts are weird
Weird are the people who think introverts are weird. Even extroverts can be weird. Being weird makes other people look too ordinary. What a boring place the world would be if no one was weird.

Introverts don’t know how to relax and have fun
How can you relax when extroverts are trying to change your personality. And partying and drinking is not the only way to have fun. People just seem to have no imagination when it comes to ways to have fun.

Introverts can fix themselves and become Extroverts
Or the other way around. Introversion is not a decease, it’s a personality. Some might become more extrovert when they get older but still be introverts. I’ve tried to be extrovert but it just feels unnatural. It’s just not me. I don’t think extroverts are really honest with themselves. There lives an introvert in all of us. If everyone were extroverts there would be no solitude or silence anywhere.

Introvert prefer books to partying
Me, reading a book? Don’t make me laugh 😀 I’ve tried to read Lord of the rings twice but I failed miserably. I rather stay home and watch TV than read a book. Beside I’ve never even been invited to a party. If I did I would say no because the reason people party is the get drunk. At least in Finland. Besides I don’t like alcohol and drunk people. Once a homebody, always a homebody.

In the end we’re all the same. It doesn’t matter what star sign you are or what country you live in. Everybody should be proud of who they are. Why should we label people in the first place? It’s much easier to accept differences than trying to change a person.
I’m proud to be introverted because I know when to shut up 😉