I found you through the “cat” fight on PoP. I clicked on your name in your first post and found one of your other blogs. It was beautiful and has been added to my list of reads. I don’t have a blog, I’m not a writer, or a mommy or anything particularly interesting. I’m a fan of Dooce and the Blogess. I have been banned from posting comments on PoP because, well, I really don’t know why. There was a huge battle about some blogger named NieNie and how bashing her was hands off because she almost died in a plane crash. She was physically damaged. The conversation turned to mental health and how people with mental illnesses were fair game on PoP. Long story short, I wrote her how I had been raped 20 years ago and suffered from Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome which has developed into chronic depression. I told her how, like NieNie, I battled every day for years to get better-to get to a place where I could live close to a normal life, how, while NieNie’s burn scars were visible, my scars, which were just as bad were internal and not obvious. I asked why it was ok to bash my illness (depression) but not ok to bash NieNie’s affliction (burn scars)? Not only was my comment not posted, but my IP was blocked. This is who Chicken Liver is. I’ve told this story to several people who have also been “moderated” by that woman. When I first found PoP, I was appalled and needed to know how to stop her. Now I just feel sorrow for the lives her minions lead, and I thank God for the wonderful life I’m now able to lead.

Thank you for allowing me to vent about PoP. She blocked my story, and even if her followers could read it, it would have no affect.

Best,

Sue

I feel much better about my blog this way. I hope to be around in the blogosphere for a long time and want my kids to able to read this. I would hate for them to be heartbroken when they read, “that our family sucks, and we shouldn’t be allowed to adopt, and they are ugly, fake children that only smile for attention.” Those comments are BS and do not get published. If my own kids feel that way when they are adults, they have that right. This is their life. I would hate for them to read those words on these pages that I hold so dear. Yes, blogging on the internet opens us all up for criticism and my kids will hear/read these words sooner or later either through a bully at school, or googling their mothers name, but for now, I feel like my blog is my home and I can choose who I let into it. Does that all make sense? i hope you don’t feel I am being disrespectful. I agree with every single thing you said in this post EXCEPT for the comment moderation part.

I look forward to seeing you around. BTW- I don’t know how you find the time to blog, you do have kids don’t you? Just kidding! Have a great night!

I’m in the same boat as many people, my blog doesn’t generate random traffic, so the friends and family that read it are too polite to leave nasty messages. I don’t know how I’d feel if I got one…but I hope I’d be big enough to leave it up.

Thanks for a thoughtful post.

“Life SHOULD start and stop with your children…..As they grow older and more independent, they still should be the most important aspect of your life.”

Hmmmm. Wow. Yeeeaaaah. Gotta love advice like that! Gather ’round, impressionable young mommies! You make sure that you wrap your entire identity up in independent beings who, by nature, are DESIGNED to grow up, leave the nest and start productive, useful lives of their own.) You make sure that nothing comes before your children…. Not your husband, not God, not a life of your own… Nope. That’s the ONLY way that they will know that you love them.

Driiiink that Kool-Aid. Drink it deep.

Spot on.