You want to be let in on a crazy little fear of mine?
I’m afraid of being the “other” girl. The odd one. The different one.
In this case, I’m afraid that my online persona might be different than my real life persona… and when I meet my virtual #BBS girls “IRL” – that I might be nothing like what they thought I’d be like…and that maybe they won’t like me as much as they thought they would.
Realistically, I know this is stilly. We are all very different people. We range in age from 25-35. Some are married, some are not. Some have kids, some do not. We have completely different jobs. Completely different writing styles. Completely different lives. Hell, we live everywhere from the west coast to east coast.
Of course we’re going to be different.
BUT, I’m not in the least bit concerned that I won’t love every single one of them at first hug, and I’m not a person who struggles with self-confidence issues normally.
So why am I so petrified?
When I started this semi-anonymous blog, I wasn’t sure if I’d ever tell people who I “really was.” Then, just a few weeks into it, Bradshaw & I had one of those “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours” moments and email addresses were exchanged. Then phone numbers. Then an actual phone call (scary, but awesome!). Slowly but surely we added in Junket (the real reason Bradshaw and I had ever followed each other)…then Biz, Pen, and Jamie…and with each girl who opened herself up to the very real life fear of sharing serious information (phone numbers, emails, mailing addresses, etc), the friendship between us grew because the trust level was growing.
I’m been thinking about this a lot lately, and I think I’m so afraid(?)/nervous(?) because these women (Biz, Bradshaw, Junket, Pen, and Jamie) came into my life at such an important time…and in turn, have become so important to me that it is hugely important to me that these women remain forever a part of my life. They are my support. They are my ladies that I can email/tweet/text/call, and at the drop of a hat, they would all there to rejoice with me or cry with me, and I would do the same for them. I like that. I like them.
So here’s the deal #BBS Ladies – could ya please pinkie swear that you’ll at least pretend ya like me when we meet IRL? It’d go a long ways towards helping me sleep though the night until September. #Thankyouohsoverymuch ((HUGS))