Opinions are like a**holes

I've been blogging long enough to know that every once in a while, some random faceless reader will attempt to "get" you by posting a mean or demeaning comment.

(Or even worse... attempting to sabotage your dating life!)

So I wasn't all that surprised when I approved a comment from a reader over the weekend (on this post) that said:

Speaking of bat shit crazy... has it occured to you
that maybe it IS you?

Actually, Anonymous, no. That thought has never occurred to me. (And, also, "occurred" has two r's, FYI.)

Because I'm not. Just because a girl has bad luck in the love department does not mean she is crazy.

I mean, everyone is certainly entitled to his/her opinion about me. (My opinion is that I'm faaahbuuulous!) And I realize that by putting myself out there with this blog, I'm opening myself up to those criticisms.

And of course I've questioned decisions or situations about my dating life over the past couple of years. (Why did I even go out with that guy? Why didn't it work out with that other one? How did she end up with him?) I mean, what single girl hasn't wondered about such things?

But no matter how much I question those things, I'm also secure enough to know that I am NOWHERE NEAR batshit crazy.

And I would venture to say that anyone who knows me IRL would corroborate that I am, indeed, a fully functioning, totally normal young professional woman... who just happens to still be single.

(Though if you do know me in real life, please do comment on this post and let me know if you think I AM batshit crazy. Maybe I'm just totally unaware?!?)

So, Anon, I guess what I'm saying is that I'm sure you thought you were really going to hurt my feelings or send me into some deep spiral of depression by posting your little dig. And you're certainly entitled to your opinion.

But I'm here to tell you that just because a girl has had a hard time finding her Prince Charming doesn't mean that there's something wrong with her.

(And if you're a single gal reading this, don't let anyone tell you otherwise. Unless you are, indeed, batshit crazy. In which case, please forget everything I just said. HA!)

And anyway... who posts nasty blog comments at 1am on weekend? Someone with a *really* rocking love life themselves, I'm sure.

Do you know me IRL? Am I batshit crazy and just totally in denial!?!?

I'm not censoring...

... I'm protecting. The random boys in my life, that is.

That's why your blog comments don't automatically appear when you submit them.

I'm OK'ing all blog comments before they're published so none of the guys' real names get accidentally published here. (It did happen once, but those comments have since been deleted.)

Here's the rule: as long as no one's name is mentioned, I'll publish what you submit (even if you say you think I'm crazy for checking out a guy's wrist for a watch or telling me I'm judging someone too quickly).

That said... please keep the comments coming!! Just be sure to protect the anonymity of the innocent... and the guilty.

(But that doesn't mean you can't say something negative about the losers -- just use their fake names.)