by Mitera Nikkou » Wed Jun 18, 2008 3:00 am
Nothing like that. I just think that MSF needs to get back in gear, with a new and better site, and some new venues of interest. The community is nice and all, but I am of the belief that MSF has yet to come close to realizing its potential. The fact is that, despite whatever number of people share an interest in MSF, socializing is not the only way that MSF will see progress, nor will it ever really progress much, realistically, beyond what we have now, unless at least some people can do more than socializing alone.
I've once again ("once again" being the operative term to denote failure thus far) made an attempt to seek help with matters that I myself am unlikely to accomplish, and I honestly don't know what the result will be. Last time I did this Eirien came back onto the scene and took hold of the reins, which essentially silenced the project. Then she disappeared and, despite giving Kimiko and I free reign (as I understand it), we're practically handicapped, as far as what we can do. I've tried to fix that handicap, if at all allowable by Eirien, but I've yet to get any response or clue as to the answer, so...
The sheer wrongness of the state of things, as it has been in for years, is just starting to get to me nowadays. It's like being a child that sees that cookie jar atop the fridge: you know what you desire, and you are willing to attain it... If only there was a way to reach it. I feel like that; I feel small and I can't find anything to stand on, or climb up, so I can reach the cookie jar.
For a long time I just wanted to leave and return to the shadows from which I came, where I belong. I've tried many times, but I ultimately decided to stay each time because I have a hard time denying the kind of bond that I make with people, to whatever extent that may be. And MSF is the focal point of that bond because so many of the people that I know are here, in one place, and because I have difficulties communicating between individuals; which is to say that multitasking and my ability to pay attention to more than one place are not my forte, per se.
These days I'm torn between the peace that I seek in being solitary, and correcting a problem that shouldn't exist. I mean, wouldn't the latter bother you, too? Things that don't make sense to me are really bothersome, especially if I understand the problem yet can't quite do anything about it. So, basically, I get agitated and seek ways to take my mind off of it. And since MSF is the source of the agitation...
For a long time I didn't really want to do anything, simply because MSF wasn't (and isn't) mine, and I don't trust my ability to fulfill someone else's job description. I wanted to try, which is why I'm still here and now an administrator, but lately I've recognized that I won't be able to do anything in my current position. So, either I will be selfish and leave, or I will resolve my own problem so I can try to resolve what I see to be MSF's problems. The only problem with the latter part is that it would be in complete contrast to the former, which I would be most comfortable with.
It's just all really getting to me... And I don't really know which way to go. I think about one path and long for it, then I consider the other path and want to let out a nervous chuckle at its absurdity. But then I think about how far I've come over the years, and wonder whether I should really give up on that, or if any farther, at this point, is really too far.
I'm still thinking and considering my options, but I think I know what I want/need to do and just don't want to admit it. I think being candid about these thoughts will prompt me to decide sooner rather than later, although it just might be my way of making progress with these matters. I honestly can't say for sure. Sometimes I wonder if I know anything about myself at all, or if I'm merely governed by whim.
And... I guess that's it. Those who know me should expect posts like this from time to time. Although I doubt many will see this post. That might be for the best.
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned because only women can give two tits for every tat.
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