Riding on the Cusp

We do this bit by bit. We let others into our lives … our private nooks and crannies and secret places. We trust that they are who they purport to be, just as we are honest about ourselves. Then it begins.

We share our deepest thoughts and feelings. We allow others to see our good and funny and thoughtful and sad and intelligent and grumpy and vulnerable sides. We are multi-faceted, I suppose.

We share phone numbers and addresses and emails and screen names and birthdays. We discuss family and friends, as if we all lived in the same neighborhood. We share photographs and Web cams and voice chats and phone calls … things meant to bring each other into focus … into our real world.

We trust, we love, we give, we take, we get angry, we misunderstand, we get hurt, and then we give it one more try hoping to make things better.

We cry for ourselves because we feel stupid and silly and cheap and used and tossed aside as if we never existed, and we wonder if we will ever trust again.

We do and so it begins as if it never ended. We forgive and move forward; oftentimes, we forget. We are, after all, just human beings.

© Catherine Evermore. All rights reserved.

2 thoughts on “Riding on the Cusp”

  1. It is a new world. We had no protocols to follow like we did in real life. The enemy and the friend looks just the same online. Gone are the tics, the winks, the looking away, the fidget. I now have two decades of friends and bitter enemies …

    1. Rusty, I purchased my first computer in 1999 and used dial-up to get online. Little did I know all those years ago that “computer” people did not always tell the truth, and they were not always kind to others. Most I’ve forgotten about while a few have stayed with me in one way or another. Not too long ago a former computer friend called to say “hello.” I think the last time we spoke was eight years ago. He was cleaning out his address file … oh my!

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