I’m Not a Stalker… Honestly

When I entered the cyber social world (Facebook, Ravelry, blogging), I had no intentions of meeting new people. I am blessed to have three (yes, three) real life knitting buddies and many more fabulous friends besides. I wasn’t looking for any virtual friends. Rather, I got a Facebook page to keep in touch with friends and family far away. I opened my Ravelry account to keep track of my knitting and have access to the pattern data-base. I started blogging because… well, I didn’t really know why at the time, but it has turned into an almost daily activity which I enjoy very much.

But, somewhere along the way, I started making friends. I found that there are real people behind those screen names and avatars. Real, wonderful people. It was a bit of a revelation for me.

But, making friends online is a strange thing. There are lots of roadblocks to true friendship.

Take the whole stalker thing, for example.

I don’t want to be perceived as a stalker, so I hold back from commenting too much on someone’s blog. I measure out my kindnesses so as not to seem too eager. I keep my real identity a tightly guarded secret. On Ravelry, I only befriend a few people, and I certainly don’t befriend many on Facebook. When someone contacts me, I check them out as far as I can.

I wonder if you are who you say you are. I wonder if you wonder the same about me.

But, really folks. How many stalkers and serial killers are masquerading as thirty-something Christian knitters who homeschool a brood of kidlets?

There are some excellent people in this world. I would even go so far as to say that there are more fabulous-friends-to-be than there are lunatic-knitter-stalkers.

We are so blessed to live in a day and age in which we can meet like-minded people, regardless of the distance that separates us.

And, let me tell you, I have met some wonderful people.

So, while I will still be careful, I want to take advantage of the opportunities that I have to make new friends across the country and around the world through this blog and on Ravelry.

Making friends online is a strange thing, a wonderful strange thing.

5 thoughts on “I’m Not a Stalker… Honestly

  1. This made me laugh-out-loud, as they say…
    This is something I think about too. I started my blog because I was having a truly difficult time in my post-partum period and wanted (needed?) to connect and share experiences with like-minded mamas. Nothing makes me happier than when I’m told one of my posts has made a difference in someone’s day 🙂
    I, too, have met some amazing people through this weird world of online social networking… I do try to check people out, but at the end of the day, I also try to trust that most people are decent and relatively harmless. 😉
    I know what you mean about tempering your enthusiasm. Sometimes it’s almost like a friend-crush, ya know? (That isn’t creepy, right? haha)
    And I totally stalk you via google reader… Must.See.Latest.Knitting.Project. 😉
    and that reminds me why I stopped by today (and totally got sidetracked by this thought-provoking post)… I’ve been looking at the Schaefer Yarn and noticed the fab yardage for Miss Priss… How do you think this would do for longies?

  2. I knew I wasn’t alone in this! 🙂

    Miss Priss is super squooshy and thick for a worsted. It is also soft, but doesn’t seem like it will be too prone to pilling. I have not even knit a whole ball, yet, and the real test will be what it looks like after I wear it once or twice. But, so far – I am totally in love. It would be heavenly as longies. And, you are right – the yardage is great!

  3. I know what you mean. I don’t think I hold back from commenting because of it, though.

    What makes me feel awkward is when I’m trying to relate something I learned or heard through someone’s blog. I can’t say, “Oh, my friend had this experience. . .” or “Oh, that happened to my friend. . .” because by “Blog Ladies” aren’t friends in the traditional sense, but I know a lot about them because, in some cases, I have been reading their blogs for YEARS. I remember stories about their kids when their children were born and now their kids are in first grade! So, truly, it is an unusual relationship, but one I’ve learned to be comfortable with over time. I just don’t talk about it much to family and friends–except my husband. He understands!

  4. I feel the same way. I do tend to comment a lot on blogs I enjoy because I know *I* like getting comments ob my blog. It encourages me to write more. So, to encourage my favorite bloggers to write more (because I need something to read when I nurse and, dang it, I need to see that WIP or FO or UFO) I comment. It feels good to be read and it feels good to interact.

    I am not really sure why I started my blogging. But without really trying I have met some really wonderful people who I do refer to as friends (at least to my husband and close real life friends) and am super crazy happy to know. Yes, I am even FB friends with a couple of ladies I met blogging. (I don’t have a lot of FB friends……maybe like 50 total including family).

    It is weird how you can connect with someone in this strange cyberworld. And yes, most people are decent. Knitters are especially awesome, and I don’t have any local knitting buddies.

    Glad to have met you. 🙂

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