charmlet

I'm having a day full of nostalgia, so of course I'm listening to songs that are 20+ years old.

I ended up friending two of them! And I do think I'd gladly talk with the others if we were to happen upon each other.

Firstly, let me say I'm far from Ms. Popular on Second Life. Most of my SL friends I've made over the years have moved on to other platforms, and I'm mostly stuck on my own in this virtual world. I'm not super social, but I've been trying to escape my shell more and put myself out there. All was going well until recently when real-life decided to absolutely destroy me. Without going into much detail, depression has set in due to these events and I just feel a combination of both numb and too much. I know that doesn't make sense, but I don't know how else to describe it. I haven't stopped logging into Second Life, because at least this gives me a mild distraction of sorting my inventory or watching avatars and reading profiles. It's nothing but it's something to attempt to keep my mind from wandering. I was doing just this at a favorite haunt when someone I wasn't friends with came up to me and began a conversation on local. I had seen them before but had never spoken, and apparently, they had seen me as well. They asked me what was going on and I shared some details with them. At some point, I mentioned how I'm just so tired and so very little in my future. In the end, apparently, our conversation caught the attention of several completely random people on the sim, a couple who I've seen before. We all chilled out and had about a three-hour-long conversation about a lot of stuff but mainly about some aspects of our real life and mental health issues. It seemed everyone there could relate to one another in that regard. It felt nice to have people listen to me vent, and in turn, share their own experiences and advice with no pretense or expectation of receiving anything in return. I'm so used to Second Life being a sour place that when genuine humanity shines through I'm always pleased, but never has this level of kindness and understanding been shown to me before here. I can't say this magick'd away my sadness or rl issues, but it made me feel good, and some of those words I'll try to hang onto when it gets really bleak. Thank you, Second Life.

Back when I was more active on SL, and when my avatar was human, I ran into a few people that I didn't vibe with. Normally these people (let's be real, most of the time it was guys) refused to take a "sorry, I'm not interested in poseballing with you" for an answer. There were also maybe a couple of spam-blocks and people begging for lindens. I completely cleared out my blocklist a year ago, meaning I couldn't tell you how many people were on the list. I'd guess about 15, but I don't know. Either way, now it stands at zero. Thankfully I haven't run into any more spammers or beggars since the mass clearing, and no one hits on you when you're a quadrupedal cat.