I’m sure people wonder why I, or anyone else for that matter, would want to put the intimate details of their life on the Internet. Perhaps it’s a bit or narcissism, histrionic personalities rearing their head. But in my case, I do not agree. Once I had dreams of being an “Internet celebrity”. Having everyone read my blogs and care about my life. Luckily for me, that phase has passed. I no longer want to be a celebrity, or have the whole world care about me.
Yet I am still here, blogging.
I think one of the most fundamental human needs is the need to be listened to, the need to have someone who will listen. And that is why I am here. Over the years, my life has seemed to lack listeners. And so I use the Internet as a forum to find listeners. And when listeners do show up, in real life, I still sometimes avoid talking. Usually due to the fact that I fear my somewhat obsessive nature, which has the ability to focus on a certain topic for months on end, will bore the listeners in my life and burden them unnecessarily with my problems.
I no longer expect the Internet to provide me fame or fans or friends. But I do know, that if I keep writing, eventually someone will come along who wants to listen. They may not stay forever. They will probably eventually disappear or be replaced by a new listener. But at least they came. And I am comforted by the fact, knowing that by putting my life on the Internet, someone someday may come along who wants to listen.
So here I am.
I hope your ears are open.