I Have Completely Lost My Capacity for Making Decisions.

My body cannot take much more of this exhaustion. Every morning that I wake up to the sound of my phone’s alarm, I think, “If it is really time to get out of bed I’ll kill myself.” The days are long and the nights are short, and my predominant feeling is one of constant pain.

I’m just…so…tired.

Nevertheless, I care about my blog, and the people who read it. So I will continue to post during this trying time, and hopefully reap the rewards [a readership who trusts me when I say I will write every weekday possible] later on in life.

Oh, I’ll write; only I can’t guarantee I’ll be making any sense.

The good thing is, Thursday is here. And that means I get to answer a question–one of my favourite features here at Archives of Our Lives.

Q (from Loralee Choate):

How the hell and why do you have so many anonymous commenters? I read hundreds and hundreds of blogs and I’ve never seen such a high ratio.

What’s the deal? Have they told you? Is it family that hates registering for things or something?

Finally (Because this would be how I feel):

Does this not drive you nutso? Have you considered turning the anonymous option off?

A (from me):

Oh, Loralee. Your query breeches the subject that is a constant issue among the inner echelon of Archives of Our Lives cronies. To allow, or not to allow? That is my great inner debate. Poor Kyle, he thinks I should not allow anonymous comments anymore. Ever. He gets as annoyed as you seem to be.

Me? I’m not so bugged. I mean, I like readers. I do. The fact that I seem to have a million who are sneaky and unwilling to own up to their true identity…well…I still like readers.

I don’t know why I have so many. Maybe they’re all one person; maybe they’re 100 separate people.

I have considered removing the ability to allow anonymous comments–I consider it every day, and come to no conclusions.

So what’s the skinny, everyone? I have completely lost my capacity to make decisions. I am numb from exhaustion this week, and I cannot–physically and mentally cannot–decide if I should do something about this, or leave it be.

You can leave your opinion in the comment section, or at the poll to the right.

I’d be much obliged.

About Camille

I'm Camille. I have a butt-chin. I live in Canada. I was born in Arizona. I like Diet Dr. Pepper. Hello. You can find me on Twitter @archiveslives, Facebook at facebook.com/archivesofourlives, instagram at ArchivesLives, and elsewhere.
This entry was posted in ask me anything, blogger finger. Bookmark the permalink.

25 Responses to I Have Completely Lost My Capacity for Making Decisions.

Comments are closed.