Creepy (a.k.a. Rewriting the Last Post)

Re-reading.  Still re-reading.  I'm going to sit here and continue re-reading until something happens because that's how my mind works, and until I have something better or more interesting to focus on in that respect, I'm going to keep running over what I've got over and over and over again.  Maybe this is just how I handle information.  So yes, creepy describes this as adequately as anything else. 

Regardless, I was actually trying to say something here.  Concerning my last post title, I wonder if it would have changed anything had I read it last night instead of this afternoon.  If by this point I would have had a bit more time to process things.  I doubt it, though.  Everything in my mind concerning such things might have been shifted back by a couple of hours, but on the whole, nothing major would have changed.

The problem I have with talking to people online is that I'm not the same person face-to-face as I am on the internet.  Conversations carried out over chats of any sort are difficult for me to bring into the real world because I struggle to connect the ideas typed out before me and the people actually behind them as the people I interact with in the real world.  And then I'm caught up in doubt.  Maybe I misread that or what if it meant something completely different?

I'm working on it.  I promise.  I'm actually trying (believe me, if I wasn't, I wouldn't even be writing this).  I'm getting there, if slowly, but at least I am.  So basically what I'm trying to say is: sure, yes, that would be nice.  And even if something isn't enough in and of itself, it helps.  Small things add up, I've learned that over the past few years myself.  The desire to help is mutual, as well, although too often I feel like offering help may be intruding upon someone's life, hence my being hesitant to offer it.  Consider this an offer, then.  I like helping people.  But that's a tangent for another day and I should probably wrapt this up.

Okay, so now that's actually written, which is good, especially given that it took me a couple of hours to actually get my head clear enough to put it into words.  And okay, I'll admit it.  I'm terrified that I completely misread everything and have made that really obvious and that I'm completely and totally wrong and nobody will ever want to talk to me again.  That's an exaggeration, but you get the point.  Much as I like to say I don't care what people think, I do, especially in certain cases where I actually (believe it or not) like the people in question.  But anyhow, this is me taking a chance and hoping I'm right.  My sincerest apologies if I am not.