Why hide behind a screen and hate, when you can compliment?

I recently read a blog post where the writer had become a victim of hate. Now I know this is a major problem when it comes to blogs, YouTube, and anywhere where users can post comments freely, but what I don’t understand is why?

I understand that life can be difficult, and we all face ups and downs, some of which can be harder to handle than others. But I don’t see this as any excuse to through abuse at people, whether you know them or not.

I have not fallen victim to any of this hate online; in real life this is a different matter, though it’s also to a completely different extent.

In real life I find it hard to share my life with others unless I am very close to them. My main reason for this is confidence. To a lot of people I seem this extremely confident, loud, outgoing person, when to be truthful I am the complete opposite, until I get to know someone that is. In fact until I know a person, or place I feel extremely vulnerable.

For example, if I am to visit somewhere new, I either have to take someone along for moral support, or if this is not possible, have a run through before hand. When taking a new route to work to I would have to try it the day before, to make sure that I knew where I was going. If attending a job interview I would have to personally take a look at the establishment before officially attending the interview. Not for the reason that if I didn’t like the look of the place I wouldn’t go, but instead to remove unnecessary nerves. Thinking about it, it may look like I’m staking out the joint. Probably why I don’t here back from people. Only joking.

I also hide behind humor.

Some people find my confidence issues a problem. Because they see this loud, confident person when I’m around people I know, they then see me as ignorant when I’m not the same around them. It’s hard to make people understand. That’s why, when they share these interesting stories about their lives, I can’t share mine, because even though I love my life, my family, and the things I get up to, I don’t feel like these things are interesting enough to hold the attention of a room full of people. So instead of adding my input, I just listen.

Blogging on the other hand is entirely different. I can share my life with people. Log the times that I find fun and interesting. Share my thoughts on certain topics about me, without the fear that people won’t find them interesting, because if they didn’t they could just shut down the page. Problem solved.

This is where my understanding for online hate ends.

My confidence issues work both ways. I also find it hard to compliment people in real life. Someone I don’t know, or know for that matter, could look amazing, or wear something so gorgeous that I feel that they need to know, but do I tell them? No. I fear that look on someone’s face that suggests that they think I’m strange or odd, for giving them a compliment.  So I keep quiet. I tell myself that ‘surely this person knows anyway’.

Which leads me to wonder, why can’t these haters, riddled with jealousy, speak the truth?

If they see a pretty person, or an average person, with a beautiful feature, instead of pointing out their bad points, (or making them up) compliment their good.

Because of my struggles, I would personally prefer to hide behind my computer screen typing compliments to people, brightening their day, than to shower them with hate that could slowly tear them apart.  If this person then feels ‘creeped’ out by the compliment, they can choose to ignore/delete the comment. Where as a comment filled with hate, can of course be deleted, but can it ever truly be ignored?

So I ask, instead of thinking, ‘if you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all’, as the saying goes, think, ‘if you think of something nice, say it!’

Or in my case, type it. Haha.

I hope you enjoyed this post, or that it at least that made you think in a slightly different way. 

Speak soon,

Katie 
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Feeling slightly under the weather

I've had a lovely day today, but now I'm not feeling quite myself as the title suggests. I think I'm starting with another cold. Fingers crossed I'm just imagining things, and I wake up tomorrow morning feeling on top of the world. For now, I'm going to stay cuddled up in my quilt on the sofa, with Millie, and Mike, enjoying blogging. (My favourite place to be to be honest.)
I've got a post to upload after this one that I'm quite proud of.
I wrote it while waiting for these picture to upload, so look out for that one. But in the mean time, heres what I got up to today.

























As usual my Sunday morning started with pole dancing. Not so usual, is that my Mum had to take me, as we suffered a major oil leak at the beginning of the week, which will keep me off the road until next Sunday. Which is probably good news to other drivers. I should make a public announcement really.

Once home, I decided to bake, which I'm loving at the moment. Since giving up chocolate for lent, I've chosen to replace the calories with homemade cakes and biscuits. I can see the flaws in this plan, but it's worth it.

They tasted so good. I wanted to make them to take round to my Nanna's. Earlier on in the week I had made some biscuits (in fact the one's mentioned here) which I'd told my Nanna I'd take round for her to try but instead I accidentally left them at my Mum's. So I made her, her very own, personalised biscuit.

Don't worry that's how we've always spelt Nanna, since I was a little girl.

I also thought I'd take advantage of the cake stand my Auntie bought me for Christmas, and while I appreciate the thought, it's bloody useless.

Why is picture tilted? I hear you ask. Because that's the only way to take a picture of it without fearing for the safety of the cupcakes. I didn't want you all worrying now did I?

Yes, the sneaky bugger is helping me with the cleaning.

Add feeding it to the dog. Licking the bowl doesn't actually count as washing the pots Mike.

And there you were thinking I'd left Mike out of all the personalised biscuit making session... or whatever you want to call it.

We then headed to my Nanna's. Walking of course, due to my car being poorly. We took Millie who insisted on inspecting everything at my Nanna's. You'd think she'd never been before. At least she enjoyed herself. It was also the first time we'd ever heard Millie belch. Shocking, but so very, very funny.

More insisting occurred, when my Nanna's gave me her high street vouchers so I could pick up some bits for our wedding. Half of me (the selfish side) is very excited to pick up my foundation, and a few other bits, the other half wishes that she had spent them all on herself. Either way I didn't have much choice in the matter, so the only way round is to pick up a few treats for her with the vouchers, as well as the bits for myself.

Once back home, and settled we realised that the only food we'd had was breakfast, and cakes, so real food was needed.
So we decided upon cheese on toast. Haha.

The husband-to-be took this one for my blog. He's such a sweetheart.

Followed by an apple. He asked if I wanted one for pudding (well we did have cupcakes for lunch) I said yes, as long as he cut it up for me. I didn't think he'd actually do it. I really have found a keeper.

Anyway, that's our day over. And what a lovely day it has been. Quiet and family orientated, just the way I like it.

Speak soon,
Katie
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Picking up some bargains

As much as a shock as it was to me, the sun is shining in England today. In fact it's actually quite warm. I think summer is officially on it's way. It won't be long until we can go out, lay on the grass, and find pictures in the clouds. Unfortunately from my picture the only images I can see are clouds.

The other day my Mum and I went bra shopping. 

I've been on the hunt for my wedding bra recently, as I needed to find it before my first dress fitting.

We searched almost every high street shop for a pretty strapless bra with matching underwear, until finally we found one in Debenhams.

My problem was that the only matching knickers I could find were sweaty bum pants, and a sweaty bum is the last thing I want on my wedding day.

Too much information? Maybe.

Important? Yes.

In the end we didn't get matching pants, but almost matching.

They will either be almost the same colour as my bra, or my something blue.

I would show a picture of my bra (mainly as I'm so excited that it came with a hanger!) but it's so similar to my dress that I can't.

Anyway, obviously we couldn't take a trip to town without visiting Primark.

Here's what I picked up:

Four pairs of shoes. In fact I bought 5, but two pairs were the same. And don't worry it's not bad luck that theses are all on the table, they have all been worn. 

The green pair were only £2! So I bought two pairs.

The rest were all £3. You really can't go wrong at that price, and I wear these all the time, come rain or shine.

I then picked up this pretty top. Now I'm not really one for the really girly items, but I just couldn't resist. 

I bought in in a size 16. I'm only a size 12, but I wanted a really baggy fit. 

I love it and especially at only £4.

I love the lace. Never thought I'd say that.

(say's the girl who's picked up the habit or highlighting things in her blog in pink)

Finally I picked up two packs of their face wipes. I'd never tried these before, but they're not that bad. They're £1 for a double pack with 25 wipes in each. 

A bargain really. 

Not the best wipes ever, but worth the £1 price tag.

And the socks. 

I love these. I've been after a pair of over the knee socks for a while now. Now, I have rather large thighs, and these fit. Perfect.

I've wanted them for pole dancing. They are long enough so that I can spin with ease, but short enough so my thighs can stick to the pole.

At £2 a pare I'm smitten.

I think I'll go back to pick up the black pair.

We then headed to Matalan, and I picked up these shoes:

I love, love, love them. 

I wanted these about 2 weeks ago, but changed my mind at the last minute, then regretted it. 

They were only £9 at the time, reduced from £18, so I was kicked myself really. Don't mind the pun.

I couldn't believe my luck when I walked over to the shoe section and noticed they had one pair left in my size.

They was no way I was going to leave these bad boys a second time!

Especially when I looked at the tagged at noticed they had been reduced... again! To £4.50. 

I'm still yet to wear them for more than an hour, but I can't wait to wear them longer. 

Hope you enjoyed my shopping spree. 

Katie

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