A mini ranty pants – then as you were.
Its a funny thing, this decision to blog and put parts of your life out on the public arena.
I started off as a humour inspired blog, with this post being my first, nearly four years ago.
Then along the way, thanks to certain people IRL who read here who didn’t “get” my humour and crucified me personally for the cheeky way I view my marriage and motherhood, I kinda lost my funny mojo and those posts dwindled away. Sometimes I will relive a topic that tickled my funnybone and blog it, but its not often. I was at a loose end here for a while after that I have to say; felt very disheartened and more than a bit lost.
Then two years ago I let the cat out of the bag about what Mr Point Five does for a living with this post and my blog exploded. Since then five of my top seven most viewed posts have been #policewifelife ones and they are always the ones with the most comments and interactions. It seemed that my readers really enjoyed hearing about my life behind the blue line as it is a relatively sheltered subject to many I guess.
But even then, the criticism creeps in and I am tired of it. Tired of the judgement of my marriage by people on the outside. I mean, I am not running an advice page and I do not need tongue-in-cheek tut-tuts insinuating that perhaps one of us wasn’t pulling his weight on a hectic morning facebook post due to an unexpected sleep-in. If its not one reader commenting, its another sending me a PM and I am tired. If I want marriage advice, I will ask for it and if I’m not worried, then you shouldn’t be either M’K??
Mr Point Five and I do things our way. Thanks to his shift work, half the time he isn’t here or even awake first thing in the morning so I have adapted and learnt to do the morning thing on my own with the kids. When he is home in the morning, I let him do his own thing to get up and ready for work and the kids and I do our thing. Its easier that way and its what we do. Its a well oiled routine. Not that I need to explain that to you but I am tired of the judgement. I am tired of defending myself and my marriage because I choose to share certain things with you. You might know ME, but you don’t know US.
Anyway – just wanted to put this out there. Just because I let you into our home doesn’t give you the right to judge me and my family.
It makes me sad. And ain’t nobody got time for that!
Now, back to the regular programming. 🙂
Good on you!!! I am a WAPOL wife and understand completely – however you do it – if it works that’s all that counts. Always amused/baffled/confused about those who want to ride that judgement pony. Thank you – read your posts and enjoy them, particularly the Blue Line posts as it helps to know I’m not the only one out there living, dealing,surviving, enjoying and being in this life.
People are arsehats. I’ve had my fair share of crap from peeps IRL because of a blog post (or a few).
I think they forget that a blog is a small window into a bloggers life. There is sooo much NOT in a blog.
I love your blog, please don’t change the way you write, or what you write. The real, unprettified, is what I love about it. Life is life, too many bloggers like the world to think they are perfect living a perfect life… They forget we all know life isn’t that way all of the time.
Geez, not all of us wear heels to pick up the kids from school 😉
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My blog started as humor as well, but from time to time people would take my tongue-in-cheek comments seriously. My writing was often rough, but I miss writing without filters in place. Filters tend to kill creativity! I’m sorry you’re getting negative comments and unwanted advice. That seems so silly. I hope you find your mojo, if just so you have an outlet for your humor and creativity.
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It’s something I’ve never understood about social media! I once wrote something on FB about laughing at my husband running down the street – yet again – in his boxers in winter, wheelie bin rolling behind him, trying to catch the garbage truck. And I WAS laughing, we all were, because it was a running joke and he never learned. But this friend (the kind I’d never met) felt it appropriate to comment and then message the most hateful things to me, mostly about how bad and unsupportive I am as a wife. The part I don’t get, is why keep following me if that’s the way you feel? My husband was good with my laughter – he was laughing along with us as soon as he got warm! He was also fine with my post – we were Facebook friends and he ‘liked’ it. So why the need to comment? I guess she wanted a better wife for him? He didn’t, though.
Personally, I love all sorts of blogs, but the sarcastic and honest and open ones are the best. We all live life differently and that’s what makes social media so fun! And the best part of social media is we don’t have to see anything we don’t want to.
I hope your move to be more private is working out, but it sucks you’ve had to do it.