I get really nervous when people follow me back. Especially people who must have thousands of followers. 

Then there’s me, on the raggedy edge, carving out my tiny little piece of cyberspace. 

People follow me and I don’t always follow them back. I should edit that to rarely. Because I spend A LOT of time on here. I’m committed to going back through my dash as regularly as I can and catching up. I’m committed to building relationships here. I care about people. I want to be enriched. 

The decision to follow someone should be something you think about. Are you getting anything out of following them or are you sowing into them? ‘Follow’ is a pretty big declaration. When you think about the things that you say you ‘follow’… I mean, when the disciples followed Jesus it was something people did to the Rabbis. They followed them to the point where if the Rabbi had a limp, all disciples walked with a limp. We sit there and go ‘wow, that’s commitment. That might not even be healthy’. Really? So you follow fashion trends… you keep up, research, wear what the trend is. Are you doing anything different at the end of the day? You follow a TV show and you do your research, buy the companion guides, dress up like them from time to time, or just integrate their opinions or phrases into your life, you let it colour the way you see the world and you bring it up in conversation. 

Now I’m not saying this is a bad thing. I’m admitting to doing it too. But I spend an unseemly amount of time here because this is where my community is. So when I follow a blog, it should be an enriching experience. I should be building relationships. I should be aware of what I’m doing when I hit that follow button. I’m following you. Your highs and lows. Your pictures of Tim Burton movies, your hipster reblogs, your mild freak-outs and your epiphanies. So no, I don’t follow everyone back. Because I don’t have the same interests as everyone. Or because I don’t enjoy what you post on your blog, with no reflection of you as a person. Or because you’re not posting anything that I’m not seeing on four other blogs. Maybe I don’t follow you because you post a whole bunch of cuss words I’m not comfortable with. Maybe I don’t follow you because you followed on a day that a lot of people followed me and I didn’t look at you blog… because I almost always look. Maybe tumblr unfollowed you on my behalf. It likes doing that. I’m not going to apologise for not following all of you. But I’ll always tell you why.

So don’t be offended this is all my opinion, ain’t nothin’ that I’m saying law. This is a true confession of a life long lesson I was sent here to send with y’all. So get in where you fit and call the shots, clear your mind, put it all on the shelf, go on and love yourself, because every thing’s going to be just fine.