It shouldn’t surprise me anymore when socially awkward and scared people in real life become the boldest person ever behind a keyboard.
It’s their cover for living a real life that actually makes a difference in other people’s lives. They do it because it’s the best, and most efficient way to be gutless without any repercussions. It’s a way to say things that they know they could never, ever say in real life because they don’t have enough dignity and self-worth to do it any other way.
That is why loving people for real is so hard. It has to happen in-person over a significant amount of time.
Anybody can critique from the outside. Have at it… and me.
I’m not opposed to being critiqued. I fully believe in constructive dialogue. In fact, that is what I try to model every day of my life. But it’s another thing to be backstabbed, hated on, blamed, accused, lied about, etc. Don’t publicly ‘accuse first and ask questions later’ and expect me to constructively respond.
And the difference between me and these cowardly keyboard people is that I am actually loved by real people in real life in real time from all different shades of the cultural, sexual and religious spectrum. From the far left to the far right. From gay to straight to post-op transgender to celibate. From rich to homeless. From black to white to asian to Latinos to Native Americans. Why? Because I care enough to love them in-person over the long haul with no strings attached.
At the end of the day the unfortunate reality is that they’ll keep pimping their pretend life while I keep living my real one.