I'm Over It...

Not that anybody gives a shit, but I've taken a bit of a break from updating the Beyond the Air blog. I've turned into a hermit, I'm sick of people and all of their comments like I'm not really a person who has feelings. Besides, who really gives a shit about all this pink and Hollywood gossip that doesn't count for anything in the world. Perhaps I am the idiot who understands nothing more than Britney's zits.

For anybody's information, I do have feelings, in fact, in my personal life I'm dealing with things harder than I've ever dealt with before. And to come to my job and have to listen to callers anonymously respond on our comment line and tell me how stupid they think I am and how much they hate me is really tough. Oh, "poor Holly," you're thinking? Well screw you. I don't come to Taco Bell and criticize you while you're making a burrito. It is hard. And to say "have a thicker skin" fine, easier said than done. It's not like stars and tabloids where all you have to do is not read the magazine. Part of my job is to decipher just how horrible the comments are, and then in a self-deprecating attempt to laugh it all off, play it on the air over and over again.

You try it.

You deal with family loss and emotional devestation, lonliness, financial worries then go to your job and have five to ten people tell you you're dumb, fat, ugly, boring, stupid or various combinations of the like, and tell me how easy it is to have thicker skin.

So quit bitching? Make a change? Right, I don't want to do anything else, I know. That's the paradox. Perhaps I'm a masochist. But maybe if I knew it was going to be this difficult I would've actually gone to law school and spent every day behind a desk.

I'll get over it. I'll have an update in a bit. Cut me some slack.