Why I Don't Always Comment, Even When I Loved Your Hub
HubPages is a prodigious community. The Hubbers are intelligent, well informed, witty, caring, insightful, astute, judicious, profound...OK, I admit it, I could go on forever this way. Hubbers are just plain magnificent!
I read Hubs much more often than I write. I get lost in my reading of the Hubs, time becomes meaningless, chores are left undone, sleep is deprived (even further than it was). I love to learn, to laugh and to love. And HubPages is here for me to pursue each and every interest I have...even some I never knew I had until I read about them!
Very often I read a Hub that I love...Hubs that make me laugh...Hubs that teach me something I never knew, or give me a greater understanding of something I did know...Hubs that teach life skills...Hubs that just make me feel good. I get to the comment section, and I know what I want to say...but it's already been said...or...everyone else's comments seem so witty, mine seems mundane...or...everyone is so well-informed on the subject, I feel (don't want to admit this!) inadequate.
I know I should leave a comment, but my brain dries up and all I can think of is "Great Hub". I have read in many Hubs that this is an extremely empty comment, so I leave no comment. I know intellectually that this is silly, but I do it anyway. I allow myself to become intimidated by the other comments.
This is why, CC, I read Tolden Goad for so long without comment. When I get to the Hubs with many, many comments my imagination freezes, my brain dries up. All comments fly away from my mind as Dorothy flew from Kansas in the tornado. "Work, brain, work," I think to no avail! I want to leave a comment, but all my stupid, frozen brain can think is "Great Hub".
I don't know how this happens, I am not usually intimidated easily. One of the most abusive surgeons I ever met told me that he hated working with me because I was so hard to intimidate. (He actually liked working with me for this same reason...just not when he was in a certain mood.)
I do not feel inadequate, incompetent or inapt in my life. I am one of the most competent people I know. I have been a single mom for most of my adult life. I support two children, a cat and a dog. We live in a beautiful home in a good neighborhood. I can change a tire, handle a screwdriver and drill...if it need to be put together or taken apart I can handle it.
Could it be that I respect the opinion of the Hubbers I know more than that of many people I know in my "real" life? I have never known myself to care what others think of me...why now? I think I said it all in my first paragraph...Hubbers are magnificent.
So, my questions to all of you all are these:
- Is it better to leave a mundane comment, than no comment at all? I always make sure I remember to hit the thumbs up, even when I don't comment.
- Do others have this problem?
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