So, up in the “Melia’s Lessons” link, there is a brief history of the last decade of my life that is pretty much the basis for every complaint and joy I have today.
Lesson #11 – You will need years to establish yourself as a sane person in the sea of women you encounter. It doesn’t matter what happens, everyone will think you are insane at one point or another. Just go with it.
Lesson #12 – You can definitely sell your services as an “online community manager, ” but people won’t necessarily see that as an employable enterprise. Keep the faith, baby, you got mad admin skillz.
I wrote those over a year ago, maybe two, when I started blogging as a way to really mark the milestones I encountered. Both still hold true, both are still very hard to take. As a community manager for very intimate populations of women and men, I have been called just about every name in the book (and probably a few that aren’t written down). From hero to whore, crazy bitch, asshole, cunt (and a cunTROLLer, heh) … you name it. Some of those names were from my close friends, even, some from strangers, the rest from those who reside somewhere in the middle of that spectrum.
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