This isn't about a man who falls into an alligator pit

I've discovered something so ugly about blogging, well, actually, about human nature. We have become more resilient to hearing about things, seeing things and reacting to things that are appalling, sexual, horrifying, disappointing, violent, shocking and disgusting and sad. Yet, there's also intrigue at happy stories, uplifting and positive too.

Years ago, when I was newly married, there was a video that floated around called Faces of Death. It was disturbing because it showed unedited rituals which often led to death. It showed gross things such as a parachute malfunctioning and a guy falling into an alligator pit. It showed executions. My ex (then husband) watched with fascination. I watched (not all of them) with curiosity and often peering from behind my hands.

Years later, reality shows hit. I have to admit that I watch some of the shows, cheering on the good times, being emotional with bad outcomes. For instance, Jon and Kate. I loved watching their kiddos in action. Being that I'm a twin, multiples have always been a fascination for me. But, to see their marriage issues being displayed on newstands and on their show, I was sad and disappointed that they didn't choose to cancel their show before it got to their family destruction.

Now enter the world of blogging. To me, the blogs that get noticed are those blogs that tell it like it is, divulging ever detail of their lives or those blogs that have a purpose and need - such as a terminally ill child. Blog post titles also make a huge distinction. To read or not to read? I believe in keeping it real but that comes with a price too. How much of your "realness" should be on display? I am now on the receiving end of having something revealed by someone else that has now turned into a domino affect. I can tell you, it doesn't feel very good. There will be fallout and I'll deal with it, as I have everything else in my life.

It has made me stop and re-evaluate a few things. I won't stop being me because I believe that being me helps others. But, I will live by example and examine whether or not what I share will cause those people close to me, hardship, pain and hurt feelings.

As for why do I read your blogs? I read your blogs because I'm inspired by your creativity, your strength, your words, your outlooks on life, your honest and of course, your freakin' cute families, kids, pets, etc. From your blogs, I have made lifelong friends.