As Bob sat staring blankly at the computer screen a gnawing anxiety began to grow, what if comments had been turned off on his favorite website because its owner had decided that Bob was a babbling idiot who wasn’t adding anything to the conversation, and was there a conversation, or was Bob just a babbling idiot who had been fooling himself all along?
I feel like this on here and MySpac-er, occasionally.
But then I realize I would probably go insane if I had no creative and emotional outlet…
I think we all feel like this on here from time to time. Fortunately, a nice group of people keep company here, and they are geniuses at helping you stare down that fear of babbling idiocy until it slinks away in embarrassment. Fear not. You, and your sentences, are in a safe place here, and you are definitely bringing good things to the table here. :)
Yay! Thanks, Bakerina!