Twitter has got me thinking.
I’m so lucky to have friends. If I’m honest, they fall into categories: I have soul mates who may as well be family; I have an inner circle of close friends; I have a looser outer circle of lovely acquaintances and colleagues...
But now it seems I have a new category of friends: tweeps.
Last month I had a very unsettling experience – my husband received some very bad news, only to be told a few hours later that this bad news hadn’t happened at all. He was relieved, but had suffered terribly for several hours. Exhausted by the experience, he went to bed - but my emotions were all over the place. The crisis had passed, but I was upset on his behalf and beside myself with anger at the sheer incompetence of the parties involved.
As it was around midnight, I didn’t feel I could phone my friends to offload – after all, it wasn’t an emergency – but I didn’t know where to put all the emotion. I looked at a bottle of wine. I looked at my laptop. I opened the laptop (oh all right – I opened the wine too!) and typed a couple of ‘I can’t believe what just happened’ messages.
Almost immediately there was a flood of messages and DMs, all saying things I wanted to hear: ‘How ghastly! Poor you!’ and ‘How dare they!’ The flood of instant support and anger-on-my-behalf was just what I needed to get me over the hump; I offloaded, people listened and empathised – and I slept like a baby that night.
It’s a new kind of friendship, granted – but it feels real and I am so grateful for it.
Thank you for your support, then and now, for your wit and humour, your useful information, your teasing and fun.
Be my valentines?
Happy Valentine’s day to all my Tweethearts!
picture by @dravenclift