Bad day. Started off decent, changed our minds about shopping with the gift cards the kids got for Christmas - we'll do that tomorrow when the timing's better. Since there was no direct deposit today, picked up check, deposited, brought Sharky lunch, and came home. Watched AMC, kids were good and having fun.
Then, on one of the lists I moderate, the shit hit the fan. A friend posted something that is not allowed on the list, so I removed it from the group and asked that the conversation be moved to the appropriate venue. (Same procedure, same things I've always done over the years.) Oh, wrong thing to do. Now, I'm accused of censorship, of being a communist, a fluffybunny, a flame starter, and all sorts of other things.
Yeah, my feelings are hurt. I'm so freaking sick of all this crap. There are 6 total moderators (including the owners) and I'm the only one who ever does anything and tries to keep the peace and therefore I am the one who takes the blame for it all. I'm tired of trying to keep everyone happy, to put the bandaids on, to keep this damn community together and not let it degenerate into a flaming pit.
When I left my coven/circle 6+ years ago, I should have just left the whole freaking community and just stayed by myself. But nnnooo, I keep hanging around because I want that again, I want that close knit extended family I almost had, that village that so many of us want.
Basic instincts are always right on the money - my husband, my children, my parents - they are the most important things in the world...
I should finally take the hint - there is no village for me.
No comments:
Post a Comment