Blah. I hate talking about hate. I hate saying the word, "hate". It's so easy to hate something. You just see something and think, "I hate that". Boom. Done. You hate it. It's easy. It's so much harder to love something or someone. Love takes more effort. (In my opinion).
It's also so easy to sit behind a computer and hate. I mean, sitting behind a computer is like a freeway for hate. It's simple. Piece of cake. And you can hate on others anonymously and get away with it.
Why am I talking about this?
Because lately I've been getting a ton of hate mail. A ton of hate comments. Sure, you haven't seen those comments because I just delete them. I guess I'm just as much of a coward as the anonymous assholes who post them.
What are the comments/email about you ask?
Really, there is a whole spectrum of topics. I've gotten a bunch including, how ugly my husband is... how I know nothing about marriage... how my blog is sickening because it only shows the "good" in my life... how I should just delete my blog because it's all a big joke (I mean.. how could I know anything about marriage when I've only been married for a little over a year?)
I honestly wish that the people who think my husband is ugly, or that I have too many freckles, or that I know nothing about marriage would just stop reading my blog in the first place and find something better to do with their time them telling me all this in a hateful anonymous comment.
I should not have to explain myself on my own blog. But I just think it would be funny if I put a little "disclaimer" somewhere on my blog. It would say something like, "My blog is called, "Forever Newly Wedded" and I talk about marriage. Anything I say about marraige comes from ME... A girl who has only been married for 15 months. Hence the "NEWLY WEDDED" part of my blog title. If you think that 15 months isn't long enough to know anything about marriage, please feel free to click out of my blog!"
My blog is my happy place. It's my positive place. And sometimes, (like now) it's a place where I go to cry, vent, get frustrations out. It's my outlet.
I think that's the number one reason why I just delete all the hate comments. My blog is mine. And I want it to be a positive place, always. It's the one and only place where I can completely destroy bullying. And let me tell you... hitting the delete button on those hate comments is pretty damn satisfying.
You know what's funny? I get hateful comments at least 2-3 times a week. So it is interesting that the haters just keep on reading. Seems as though they cannot get enough.
To all my haters: Congratulations. You have done it. Every time I read your emails or comments, I hold back my tears. I'll read the comment or email over and over and over again. It makes me want to melt into my computer desk and disappear. I have never, ever been good at dealing with hateful criticism.
It makes me think, "What is the point of having a blog?" It makes me want to delete the whole thing all together because a few people out there think it's a joke. And then I get a 10 more nice emails for every 1 hate email. Or, I get an email from my soul sister, whom I wouldn't have met if I decided to delete my blog.
And then I think, "Suck it up, Karla".
Because, we all will unfortunately always have to deal with the scums of the earth that have nothing better to do than bring others down. Especially if it's anonymous. And on the Internet.
Because that... is easy.
The hard part is reading the comment, shrugging it off, moving on, and still believing in the power of love.