{"id":556,"date":"2009-06-12T17:55:55","date_gmt":"2009-06-13T01:55:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/xangelle.com\/dailygrind\/?p=556"},"modified":"2009-06-13T17:47:46","modified_gmt":"2009-06-14T01:47:46","slug":"im-not-all-alone-out-there","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/xangelle.com\/dailygrind\/im-not-all-alone-out-there\/","title":{"rendered":"I&#8217;m not all alone out there&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I started blogging <em>(I had to go back and check my original post)<\/em> on August 10th, 2005.  <a href=\"http:\/\/www.xangelle.com\/blog\/2006\/01\/23\/135\">I had lost Nathaniel in January<\/a> of that year and had spent a significant portion of my time on the internet looking for answers or at the very least for someone else who &#8220;understood&#8221; what I was going through.  <\/p>\n<p>I found a miscarriage and pregnancy loss site in February 2005. And while at first, I was too scared to actually post on the site, just the fact that there were others like me who had lost babies whether it was a miscarriage or stillbirth or even those who were unable to get pregnant&#8230;..we had this common bond of wanting something that we couldn&#8217;t have.  I felt like I wasn&#8217;t alone.  I had been sitting in my house, in my misery and grief and feeling so alone.  I had one person who could sort of relate and yet it wasn&#8217;t the same&#8230;..it was truly one of the loneliest times of my life.<\/p>\n<p>I still check in almost daily with the women that I met back then&#8230;..It&#8217;s hard to believe that it&#8217;s been over 4 years &#8211; the time has flown by.<\/p>\n<p>I have this &#8220;connection&#8221; with these women, and yet at the same time I recognize that over the internet, we only get to see a &#8220;side&#8221; of who each other is.  We get to see what they share with us and the same goes for you&#8230;you get to see what I share with you.  While I&#8217;m not trying to hold anything back or hide anything and if you read here long enough, I think that you will get a fairly good idea of who I am  &#8211; it&#8217;s still like viewing something in 2 dimensions as opposed to seeing it jump out at you in real life.  <\/p>\n<p>I try to be as real and as honest as I can, but sometimes&#8230;.I&#8217;m just too tired to share things that I&#8217;m feeling.  Or I&#8217;m too hurt to adequately explain a whole situation or I only share what I&#8217;m feeling and then you don&#8217;t get the full, rounded picture.  Maybe I only post the funny stuff and then you think that my life is amazing, or maybe I whine, whine, whine about being so freaking tired or go on and on about the drama of buying a house&#8230;..it&#8217;s only a piece of the whole.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve seen so many references floating around the internet of meet ups and hook ups and different functions and because I have been a fairly shy person &#8211; I&#8217;ve looked at these and been equal parts jealous and freaked out.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;d love to meet some of the women out there.  I&#8217;d love to get to know the ones who share and put themselves out there; the ones who are so funny that you laugh until you cry or in my case after too many pregnancies and births, you just pee yourself.  I&#8217;d love to have a physical connection with some of these women.  Some of them have said things that have made me think or re-think my position on certain issues.  Some of them have challenged me and some have comforted me when I was hurting so bad that I wasn&#8217;t sure I could take another step, let alone breathe.<\/p>\n<p>I read that there was going to be a pre-Blogher meet up in Vancouver&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>I was so excited and yet so scared.<\/p>\n<p>Fear used to control my life.  I did NOTHING because I was so scared of what other&#8217;s might think of me.  Lots of counseling later and I&#8217;m only a little scared of what others might think of me.  It&#8217;s progress&#8230;..imagine if you were a finished work of art&#8230;..what would be left to live for&#8230;.life would be so boring.  And so I thought about it&#8230;..I talked to Jon about it&#8230;..I thought about it some more&#8230;.and I mentioned to those organizing it that I&#8217;d like to go.<\/p>\n<p>You know&#8230;.all confident and like, &#8220;OH Yah!  Me&#8230;I&#8217;d be happy to go to this thing&#8230;.I do this kinda stuff every day.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Yah, NOT SO MUCH!<\/p>\n<p>But I did. I responded that I&#8217;d like the info and then to my horror and excitement&#8230;I responded to the second call.<\/p>\n<p>So, here I am&#8230;.taking what is a HUGE step in my world.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m heading out tomorrow to the Vancouver Meet up and well&#8230;..I&#8217;m sure I&#8217;ll let you know how it went.  Either I&#8217;m thrilled that I went and have great stories to tell of meeting great people OOOOOOOOR&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;I&#8217;m horrified that it went so bad and I&#8217;ve embarrassed myself so badly and well&#8230;..those are always GREAT stories to tell, so regardless, I should have some great stories to tell at the end of it all.<\/p>\n<p>What I&#8217;m hoping for&#8230;.is some personal connections to other people who are doing this &#8220;sharing their lives for the world to see&#8221; thing.  Not everyone does this, and its interesting to see who does and why?  I want to feel a little less alone in this great big huge blogging community&#8230;..who knows, maybe I&#8217;ll even manage to scrape my courage together and make it to Blogher one year&#8230;.baby steps, people, baby steps.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I started blogging (I had to go back and check my original post) on August 10th, 2005. I had lost Nathaniel in January of that year and had spent a significant portion of my time on the internet looking for answers or at the very least for someone else who &#8220;understood&#8221; what I was going &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/xangelle.com\/dailygrind\/im-not-all-alone-out-there\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;I&#8217;m not all alone out there&#8230;&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[16],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-556","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-me"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/xangelle.com\/dailygrind\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/556","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/xangelle.com\/dailygrind\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/xangelle.com\/dailygrind\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/xangelle.com\/dailygrind\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/xangelle.com\/dailygrind\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=556"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/xangelle.com\/dailygrind\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/556\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":559,"href":"https:\/\/xangelle.com\/dailygrind\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/556\/revisions\/559"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/xangelle.com\/dailygrind\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=556"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/xangelle.com\/dailygrind\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=556"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/xangelle.com\/dailygrind\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=556"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}