What My Online Community Means To Me – Sara Fox
I don’t have a blog and I’m really bad at Twitter, but I love my online community, nevertheless. It is composed of people I have actually met and those I never have, and in some cases, never will, but with few exceptions are all people that I am exceptionally grateful to have in my life. I live in Houston, TX, a BIG city where it can take 45 minutes to cross town or to travel three miles, and you just never know which it will be. Meeting people is difficult due to the sheer immensity of the city, and it’s hard to find like-minded friends when you alone wear a blue shirt in a sea of red. So, I turn to the internet, a place full of scary trolls and fairy godmothers. My first community was a message boards for moms and now it’s Facebook, as cliché as that may be.
With my online community, I can share jokes and political rants, funny pictures of squirrels and outrage over televangelists. I can brag about an amazing recipe I made or lament my poor parenting skills as I count the minutes until my kids go back to school. I have carefully cultivated my community to include only those people who are caring, kind, and tolerant of others, regardless of their beliefs.
I’m not perfect in my online community, and I know this because I try to only share the facets of myself that ARE publically acceptable, and in censoring myself, I miss perfection by a long shot. I tend to believe that I’m the only one who does this, even though I know it isn’t true, but I look at my self-censoring as a lesson in how to allow only those thoughts that I want to encourage. My online community helps me to do this, and simply by being there, helps me become the person I want to be.