I had someone on my facebook page suggest to me that by stating that my husband and myself did not come to North Dakota for an oil field job (nor do we work in the oil industry) was not only being disingenuous, it was misleading. That in fact, by making such a point made it seem as if I felt that working in oil was somehow beneath me. Her exact quote was this,
“…maybe you should just accept the fact that the oil in ground is responsible for the paycheck as much as for whatever reason you don’t want to be associated with it. Maybe YOU feel to say you are associated with the oil industry in any way shape or form is beneath you?????????”
In truth that statement makes me really sad. As if to make her point (still not sure what it was) she had to make it seem as if I was putting myself above others based on jobs. I don’t care what you do, dig ditches or fly planes…. I am no better or worse.
While it is true, there are certain facts about my life that I am not willing to share as they are not relevant to this blog, that does not equate to being dishonest. I have opened my life up for anyone to see, much more so than most people would think is sane. I was told from the very beginning that no matter what you said, there would always be haters. Always someone waiting to pick apart what you say and twist an innocent statement into something dreadful.
It usually starts from something I post that brings out strong emotions on both sides. More than one person has called me a trouble maker for doing this but I don’t see the problem. You don’t learn anything when you hide from an issue, good bad or otherwise. Opinions can’t always be positive, that’s just not reality. At least I try to balance out the serious stuff with silly pictures and funny memes, mostly of cats. Although once I posted a cute picture of a box of kittens and it had some funny one liner about being a home starter kit for a crazy cat lady. Someone commented that it wasn’t funny because it was insensitive to the real problem of cat hoarding. So I guess the lesson is, no matter what I write, SOMEONE is going to be upset by something. Mediums like Facebook are really a double edge sword. On the one hand it is a great way to network and reach people who you might not otherwise reach. On the other hand, anyone with an internet connection can troll and hide behind the anonymity of their account. Not talking face to face means little to no accountability. As usual, it’s really only a few apples that spoil it for everyone. Isn’t that the way it’s always been?
In truth, there are times when I feel like some people want me to prove I deserve to be here. Like I have to show worthiness to this state and its people and continually show that I’m not “trash”. I would be willing to bet that every single one of these people wouldn’t be able to stand up to the same scrutiny if they opened up their life for show. Let people see into what their days and weeks are like. There are MANY great states in this country but for some reason it’s only been here in North Dakota that I hear over and over again, “go back home”, “go back where you came from”, “no one asked you to come”, …. etc. I should clarify that never have I experienced this in person, not once. It’s only online that I see this. Only online where the hate is thrown around so easily. What a shame.
I’m not perfect, never claimed to be. I’m ultra flawed but I do the best that I can with what I have. If that makes me a trouble maker, so be it. I’m not trying to fit into your mould of what a blogger should be. I don’t want to be like you. I want to be like me.