I wasn’t familiar with the ethics of blogging (or lack thereof) in terms of what someone can write about you — without fact-checking or sourcing or the other protections that journalists have in place.
It was exasperating to have these random claims and judgments about me out there for anyone to read.
And, as she admits in this most recent “Modern Love” column, she found it “oddly flattering.” When you’re a journalist, cataloging the words and actions of others, you believe you are granted a writer’s type of diplomatic immunity — inured to being written about, reported on and critiqued yourself.
Well, that’s how it used to be, before the Internet.
From then on, she could rely on (and sometimes fear) his attentions.
Attention is flattering, but there’s a line of comfort that’s different for everyone.
In person, when someone crosses a line, you say no, and that should be respected.
Like something really changed in their brain during the time they were using for 20 years.
I've never been an addict, so I don't understand what they're going through. Does anyone here have experience dating an ex-meth addict? Long-term meth use causes the brain to short-circuit and basically causes irreparable brain damage. After 20 years, I would imagine this guy to be like Jim from Taxi.