Sometimes I Get Duped, But the Alternative is Unbearable
There are all sorts of ways to blog. Some bloggers readily expose a gaping emotional wound to their readers. Based on a discussion with another Tumblr blogger several years ago, I call this Truth-with-a-capital-T* blogging and if it brings them comfort, I’m all for it.
Some bloggers, like me, will take a painful event and look for the kernel of humor in the story and blog that. I call this truth-with-a-lowercase-t blogging. It allows you to take a painful situation and try to lessen the pain by blogging about it in a way that draws your attention away from the sadness of it all. For example, I don’t dwell on all the frustrating aspects of IVF and the various failures we experienced. Instead, I choose to blog about the nurse telling me when I had to give a semen sample, “Straight porn’s in the top drawer. Gay stuff’s in the bottom drawer,” and how I instantly thought, “Ain’t that just typical. Straight dude’s always gotta be on top.”
But, notice, in both cases, the blogger is discussing a real event. They’re not pretending to experience an event simply to gain internet fame.
So, yes, I’m going with there are dudes bizarre-o enough to scoop their wife’s pee out of the toilet (maybe this is some hetero ritual to which I’m not privy - I dunno know - heterosexuality was never my speciality) because to believe I live in a world where there are people so desperate for internet fame that they would lie about the loss of a pregnancy is unbearable to me. Frankly, I’d rather be duped and I’m ok with being duped in this instance because I need to so I’m not further repulsed by humanity than I often already am. You roll how you roll and I’ll roll how I roll.
*I wasn’t sure if this blogger wanted to be credited so I’ll wait for the person to let me know.
I dabble in both capital T and lowercase t blogging.
