You're most likely here because you've been following (or hating) forever and just cant quit me, you're a friend or family member and want to collect dirt on me, or you're new and have no idea what you've stumbled into (run!).
I started my blog over a year ago, and back then, times were FUN. The shit that was getting posted in mom groups was bonkers. AMIRITE LADIES? I meaaaaan, women wanted to know if we could tell them they were pregnant via an online diagnosis.
We all laughed at, and with one another, and pretty much just collectively had our jaws dropped on a daily basis. I enjoyed the camaraderie -- I wasn't alone in thinking this shit was b-a-n-a-n-a-s!
Of course, over time, my conscience got the best of me. Even in lightness, a joke about something becomes a joke about someone and that is never an easy line to tango. Eventually I knew I wanted to shift away from mom group chatter... sure it's fun to joke about things we don't understand, but there was some level of not wanting to be the conveyor or messenger of hurt.
Alas, you were all following me for the funnies. My little ego was boosted. I laughed. You laughed. We all laughed... I mean except for the person who made the post that was blog fodder for the day. And while I had so many convincing me it was funny, I stopped buying into myself.
I knew I always wanted to write MORE than just that, but I knew it wasn't going to be handled well. For many, my page was an escape (myself included). We all love a bit of drama, whether we participate or observe and my page became that source of reliable entertainment, and so I understand why it's hard to accept that that's not the basis of my page now, and the frustration that comes along with that.
And it's not that I'll never be funny again. At least I hope that's not the case. It's just that, as much as you want me to be, I'm not a character. Trust me, I wish I could be the Anonymous Mommy you all wanted me to be. It'd be so much easier and I'd probably be making BANK with this concept. I just don't have the heart or personality for it, and I realized that fairly early on. It'd be easy to post what I know will get likes, but then that wouldn't really be me. Besides, likes don't pay me anyway.
I'm probably sounding like a broken record right now, but considering the backlash, I figured a legitimate blog post was worth writing. Also, I think and overanalyze everything to death and the only way I process something is by writing. Yay life! Also, writing is self-serving, and right now I'm being selfish and processing my emotions. DEAL.
I hope you'll stay along with me, and we can laugh when we laugh, be angry when we're angry, and be sad when we're sad. But I'm not here to be anything other than me. And I'm tired of feeling like I have to apologize for it.
And now, I'm off to lather myself in coconut oil and Guinness, and try and whack my funny bone back into shape.