This is my 300th post. I wish I had something momentous to say because I am actually really happy. I have written three hundred posts. I really hope that you all have enjoyed reading my blogs as much as I have enjoyed sharing some of my life and experiences. I like to think that I have contributed to this community.
This blog has presented me with some amazing opportunities. I’ve found jobs as a writer. I’ve had my writing talked about on the radio and in print. (I still haven’t been Freshly Pressed…) I am working on my first book. (My friend Brianna thought I’d have written twenty by now.) And I have to say that after all I have accomplished in my life, this blog is still one of the things I am most proud of.
To show my appreciation to all of you, my fellow bloggers and dedicated readers, I have added a new blogroll, “Things That Entertain Me” in the left sidebar of my blog. This is to show my appreciation to all of my fellow writers whom I enjoy immensely. The list includes some of my favorite blogs and bloggers. I will change it and try to share with all of you as I find new blogs I’d like to share or to promote all of you who have supported me.
I truly love being a part of the blogging community and all of your love and support have you have shown me. And I’ve written three hundred fucking posts (and most of them are pretty good.) I could have written three books by now. I guess I should just focus on finishing one.
I love and appreciate you all so much.
Posted by trjensen on October 28, 2012
Received at 3am, Saturday, June 16th, 2012
Your blog makes me puke. Not EVERYONE is jealous of you. Other females like me seriously appreciate the psycho narcissists like you out there, because men always learn one way or another that you’re not worth it… and women like me get them when you couldn’t. Take down this blog & go into therapy already. But, from the sounds of it, you’d fuck that up too. The hard TRUTH is that the only special people in this world are the ones who are NOT narcissists.
My blog gets a fair share of emails and comments good and bad. As my blog audience has increased, it seems like the amount of negative correspondence has increased. I typically just block the sender and be done with it. Every once in a while I get one like this that just seems so angry and out of context that I have to do a little more investigating. I thought perhaps I knew this woman but after about five minutes of research I realized I didn’t know her and that she lives clear across the country.
This one in particular seemed very… angry. My best guess is that this person didn’t spend much time reading my blog (if any at all.) The idea that anyone would identify me as a real narcissist seems so off base to me that I just couldn’t process where her anger was coming from or why she felt that sending a passive aggressive observation such as this one was in any way warranted or productive.
I was truly surprised at the tone of this message. I was curious about what might prompt someone to send something so hateful to someone she had never met and who’s work she clearly didn’t read or at very least, didn’t interpret the way it is intended. Maybe my work is coming across as shallow and self-centered in a way that isn’t quite as tongue-in-cheek as I thought…
All-in all, I am not bothered by the judgement of readers who misinterpret my writing. You can’t please everyone but clearly I am doing a damn good job of pissing some people off. The truth is this kind of fan mail really makes those of you who find some value in what I do and see the good in my work even more precious to me. I appreciate the support of my amazing followers, fellow writers and supporters so much. So thank you for your continued support of my blog and my writing! I love each and every one of you.
Posted by trjensen on June 16, 2012
For the bulk of my twenties I didn’t date. I was raising my son and didn’t want to complicate a difficult and stressful situation by dating. I was also not very confident about myself. Actually it is probably a fairer statement to say I wasn’t very conscious of myself. When my son turned eighteen that all changed. I focused more on me. I worked on the things I didn’t like. I became comfortable in my own skin and I gained what some might call an overabundance of confidence. People started to identify me as an ego maniac and although most were doing so lovingly, there was some validity to that assessment.
I am awesome. I am attractive. I think people who I spend time with are lucky to have me in their life. I date hot men, some much younger than I am and I have a hard time not showing off pictures to anyone who will look. I also have no problem admitting any of this publicly. I am who I am; take it or leave it.
Although my unashamed pronouncement of love for myself certainly bothers some people the most obvious reaction is the desired one. I get a lot of attention. I get a lot of attention because I am confident and confidence is something people are drawn to. I make no apologies for who I am. I am the first person to admit I am not perfect. I am quick to make a joke at my own expense and share a story if I do something embarrassing/ stupid /crazy.
Even with all my flaws and the continued process of growing and learning I am always right where I need to be. I don’t have regrets. I don’t view any decisions as mistakes. Everything I experience is simply an opportunity to grow and learn. I never feel less amazing even when I stumble. I think everything I do makes me more amazing.
I love myself. People love me because I love myself. I won’t ever change that. People aren’t really wrong when they say I am narcissistic. I am okay with that because if I don’t love me no one else is going to either.
Posted by trjensen on April 15, 2012