AlwaysArousedGirl

Oh wow. My condoleneces.

I have wondered if I am ever going to have to face such a situation myself.

I cannot even begin to imagine…although in my case I would be less worried about my parents and more worried about my wife finding it.

Here’s hoping that it doesn’t change things too much, either your relationship with your parents, or your writing.

*hugs!*

Ohhh damn!!

Well I suppose if you approach them the same way you seem to approach everything else. Straight and honest- well, I guess that may not be suitable either!!

My best to you hon!! xoxo

Yikes, I’m really sorry!

If it’s any consolation I appreciate how hard you’ve worked on expressing yourself.

I live in fear of this, but it’s a danger you face in putting yourself out there.

Wow… that sucks. Good luck on that.

OH SHIT!

How did they find it?

OK… this thing is too big a part of you to let them destroy without serious consideration.

Just sayin’

*beaming huge good energy from the south*

I stopped by to read you blog and try to cheer up a bit… I guess its been bad all around. I’ve always thought that if people go snooping in your closet and find something they don’t like its their own damn fault for being there in the first place.. Not that it helps much. Send them a copy of ‘Different Loving’…..

Ugh. That sucks.

I doubt my parents will ever find my secrets. It’s other people that I’m more afraid of having find them.

But you DO express yourself well. And your photographs are amazing (I often wondered who took them until I dug far enough to realize they were your own.) Everyone has to find their own way in life… a way that works for themselves. I wish I had the freedom to stand up to convention and just be myself. (In other words… there are many times I’ve wished I could be you.) This is not one of them, of course… lol… but I hope that it helps knowing how many other ones there have been. :)

My immediate reaction is that, given their attitudes to you as you grew up, they’d better bloody well be understanding and supportive now.

I’m reaching for that haddock again - grrrrr!

Crap. Sorry you have to deal with this. I’m going through it right now with the husband — and I don’t write about anything resembling what you write about here.

The part that pisses me off is that they have betrayed a trust and then have the gall to be angry/upset with US.

Girlie, I’m probably the same age as your parents…

At some point in your children’s lives, their private life earns the right to be just that, PRIVATE.

My daughter, the same age as you, can rest assured that I will never go places in her life I am not invited, nor would she in mine. Well, except maybe cigarette smoking…she’d go there.

It’s the respect one adult gives another. Shame on you, Mom and Dad!

N.

Hey aag:

I check your blog regularly, and firstly want you to know that I think you are an excellent writer. Your thoughts and feelings are always well conveyed in your choice of words. I also think that your ability to write is a gift, not many people can express themselves through this art…. so… all I’m really saying is I know they are your parents and their words matter, but just keep in mind why you do this in the first place. Dont put aside the positive things this blog and everyone in this area of your life bring to you. Because honestly, at the end of the day, you’re the only person you need to answer to. If you are happy than family should be the FIRST to understand and support you - even if they don’t necessarily agree. I know it’s kind of harsh, but my idea is that the word Family in this scenario should not change who you are, how you write, how you live your life. You are an extraordinary inspiration to many people, and your satisfaction with yourself when you lay your head down at night is what matters. If you let this occurence affect you - please let it be because it’s what you want, not what anyone else wants for you. After all, isnt this the lesson you’ve already learned on this journey?

Just a few friendly thoughts - I hope it all works out.

Ana

YOU, are my hero!

Oh honey, I’m sorry. I know eventually my mom will find my site and go batshit crazy, but you know what? I waited years and years–literally decades–to write fiction because I knew what would come out, and I knew she would go batshit crazy on me.

But I love my mom. And sitting here waiting for her to die so I could write did not feel good, or loving. So I’m writing, under a pen name, and getting it out there. I’m giving her plausible deniability, and if she wants to push it further, that’s going to be her problem.

I found your site looking for places to advertise and now I just come here because. You are good at what you do. Hold onto that. They will get over it, and if they don’t, that’s okay too because you don’t need that.

xxoo,
MeiLin

There is probably going to be a shock factor for your parents, and they are probably fixated on certain aspects of your blog and missed others completely…
I say print out several entries about you and your children, about coping with your divorce and how you dealt with those issues and especially your internal turmoil with your babies birth mother. (See I have been paying attention) Mail these to you folks and let them reread them, and maybe you’ll be able to get an honest reaction from them and not just a knee jerk reaction.
Small consolation but we all respect you and what you do…

I hope everything works out between you and them. While it’s something that I don’t think I’ll ever have to deal with, I can imagine how it must feel to be discovered thusly.

Oh dear, that is troubling for you. Hopefully given some time your parents will accept that you are an adult with your own life and that it is your right to put it out here for all of us to read. I suspect it might be a little of both that might be bothering them.

Hang in there…

Ouch!

I hope it all works out.

Just remember that you have much to be proud of, and you don’t require the approval even of loved ones to remain proud. You’ve done nothing wrong in wanting to express yourself in this way. Good luck.

Parents can suck sometimes.

Such a pity that your druthers cannot be had. Parents are, at any age, protective of their children. This appears in many strange ways–even undesired ways.

On the bright side, you have all your readers that, I’m sure, either say or think those things to you on a daily basis. I understand, though, parents are a sticky wicket.

Oh, the horror should my parents find my blog. *cringe*

I’ve always told my mum that I’d prefer to keep this sector of my life private. It’s not that there’s anything particularly objectionable on my own blog, but I’d rather they look back on it later as a sort of historical document if they’d prefer. Perhaps those goals are too lofty, however, heh…

But in any case, I am sorry that they reacted poorly to stumbling upon your lovely abode here. I hope that this will blow over, however, and that there will be no love lost over it in the end. I’ll be rooting for you either way. :)

Dear Girl,

I read you because I am sucker for well-crafted words.

I love the insights you give and word pictures you paint.

Ugh - I can imagine how you feel. I told my mom that I had gotten paid for writing and her reaction was not pleasant. She said, “when are you going to get away from that stuff?” In such a manner that you’d think I was pimping meth to the neighborhood kids.

It’s sad that parents won’t be supportive of their children, especially when we need it the most.

Here’s a hug, a pat on the back and a “My, but you are incredibly talented!”