Around the world in 6 months


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I started this blog on September 10, a little over 6 months ago. One of the most interesting things to me when looking at my stats is the list that shows views by country. I still can’t get over the fact that once you hit that Publish button, my private thoughts and opinions are being seen in countries as far flung as Guam, Singapore, and Nepal.

By now, this blog has been seen by most of the world, from the looks of the map. I think that is the coolest thing.

Views by Country — All Time
United States 35,856
Canada 5,932
United Kingdom 5,345
Australia 1,630
Netherlands 575
Germany 540
Macedonia 488
South Africa 379
Ireland 373
Croatia 299
India 275
Belgium 254
Sweden 252
France 250
Finland 247
Norway 230
New Zealand 227
Philippines 210
European Union 150
Malaysia 148
Italy 144
Greece 139
Poland 137
Spain 136
Brazil 136
Singapore 131
Denmark 125
Switzerland 117
Turkey 111
Mexico 109
Portugal 107
Trinidad & Tobago 106
Israel 104
Luxembourg 95
Russia 93
Japan 85
United Arab Emirates 85
Hungary 80
Austria 64
Slovenia 60
Serbia 54
Indonesia 54
Romania 53
Hong Kong SAR China 44
Czech Republic 42
Thailand 42
Bulgaria 41
Argentina 36
Egypt 33
South Korea 31
Pakistan 27
Saudi Arabia 27
Nigeria 27
Morocco 21
Estonia 21
Lithuania 20
Iceland 20
Taiwan 19
Vanuatu 19
Lebanon 18
Cyprus 18
Kenya 16
Panama 16
Chile 16
Bangladesh 15
Albania 14
Jamaica 13
Puerto Rico 13
Dominican Republic 12
Colombia 11
Ghana 11
Malta 9
Vietnam 9
Uruguay 8
Costa Rica 8
Kuwait 8
Venezuela 7
Bosnia & Herzegovina 6
Guatemala 6
Peru 5
Nepal 5
Algeria 5
Jordan 4
Latvia 4
Mauritius 4
Slovakia 4
Ecuador 4
Qatar 4
Ukraine 4
Tanzania 4
Sri Lanka 3
Guyana 3
U.S. Virgin Islands 3
Mongolia 3
Bolivia 3
Georgia 3
Barbados 3
Guam 3
Ethiopia 3
China 3
Moldova 3
Kazakhstan 2
Åland Islands 2
Brunei 2
Belarus 2
Maldives 2
Bahrain 2
Suriname 2
Senegal 2
Oman 2
Tunisia 2
Belize 2
Gibraltar 2
Myanmar (Burma) 2
Montenegro 1
Macau SAR China 1
Paraguay 1
Sudan 1
Namibia 1
Palestinian Territories 1
French Guiana 1
Cook Islands 1
Guadeloupe 1
Mauritania 1
Lesotho 1
Bermuda 1
Armenia 1
Timor-Leste 1
Cayman Islands 1
Guernsey 1
Niger 1

Making it to the 700 club.

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I just hit 700 followers! Wow. I think that’s pretty incredible. In September, when I had a measly 12 followers and no likes or comments and OM reblogged my rant about no one reading my blog, I never imagined I’d have 700 followers six months later.

Back then, I didn’t think my boring little life would interest so many people. Deciding to start this blog and make my private thoughts accessible to the whole world was a huge risk but worth all the hard work, and every drop of blood, sweat, and tears that went into making it a reality. And it’s changing me every day.

Thank you so much, everyone. ❤ This has been such an amazing ride.

Running naked in public.

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I have never been a risk taker.

But this week I took a big risk. I ran naked in public twice. The first time I was scared to death; the second time, my attitude was more like, “Eh, why the hell not? Let’s go streaking.”

I’m referring to two blog posts this week in which I wrote about moments in my past where I experienced intense emotions that ran so deep I felt incredibly vulnerable and naked writing about them and sharing them with the world, especially because both these posts were about very private matters I wouldn’t even tell a casual friend. I felt somewhat embarrassed reading over the first post to myself, but also realized it was something I’d want to read if someone else wrote it. I also knew it was very well written.

After several days of stewing over posting the first article publicly and re-reading and editing it about a gazillion times, I finally took a deep breath, squeezed my eyes shut, and hit that “Publish” button. After I did so, I actually felt light in the head, like I might pass out. I couldn’t believe I was crazy enough to actually take off my psychological clothes (my natural guardedness) in public.

But I was crazy enough.

For a day or two, I feared reading my comments. I was almost afraid to look at this website at all. I didn’t want to see how many people might have read it…or WHO might have read it.

At the same time, I began to feel delightfully liberated, like I was running through the streets naked–and realizing my nakedness was a beautiful thing and nothing to be ashamed of.

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The second time (the abortion story) wasn’t as scary to post, because nothing untoward happened after I published my first “scary” emotionally revealing article.

I gained the courage to post these deeply personal articles by remembering that all my most liked, commented, and viewed posts have always been those in which I revealed the most about myself and my emotional state.

Of course, the ability to use the anonymity of the Internet and a handle instead of your actual name helps too. 😉

Search terms roundup #6

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Okay, so I finally posted my “scary” post. Before I post the next one (even scarier in a way than the last–when you read it you’ll understand why), I wanted something funny and lighthearted so here are this week’s search terms. I always find these so entertaining.

2015-03-15 to Today
Search Views

songs about narcissism 5
youtube song narcissist lover 3
blogs on men delivered from jezebel/narcissistic spirit 3 [Interesting.]
narcissist song 2
sam vaknin psychopath eyes 2 [sort of]
narcissistic stare 2
narcissistic families are like a cult 2 [Excellent observation.]
i’m not antisocial will smith 2 [LOL!]
song about hating a narcissist love 2
malignant narcissistic mothers liars 2
do narcissists cry 2
sociopath vs psychopath vs narcissist 2 [It’s confusing, isn’t it?]
kimbra famous fears me 2 [WHAT?]
1980’s narssistic music 2
narcissists who become victims of abuse 2 [It’s happened.]
songs about narcissists 2
reptilian stare psychopath 2
are narcs affectionate 1 [Not really. Getting hugged by one is like getting hugged by a raptor.]
psychopaths are made 1
i ahte narcissism song 1 [ate it or hate it?]
song about narcissism 1
things introverts won’t tell you 1
15 things introverts will never tell you 1
carton funny stickers smile laughing love angry sorry crying 1
does the narcissist serve a spiritual purpose 1
narcissist bucket list for you 1
thanks 1 [anytime!]
songs with narcissist in the lyrics 1
aspergers arrested 1
narcissism survivor network 1
narcissts wierd little laugh 1 [Hehe!]
obsessed with my narcissistic ex 1
hop into easter skip ole’ winter jump into spring 1
aspergers being arrested 1
tove lo hobbie 1
are narcissists redeemable 1 [The jury’s out on that. Most people seem to think not].
gaslighting examples 1
why narcicisst hurt hsp 1
narcissism sociopath how to tell by their eyes 1
borderline personality disorder relationships 1
best songs about narcissism 1
narcissists hate christmas 1 [I know many who love it but they always ruin it for everyone else.]
npd with bpd, aspd 1 [Is it possible to have all 3 in the same person?]
jesus wasnt aware of narcissists 1 [Why do you think that?]
do autistisc not have intimacy 1
communication with narcissist 1
what do you do if you are being gaslighted? 1 [Run like hell.]
narcissistic agenda 1
furry otter 1 [hah!]
my psychopath child stories 1
narrsists are hot 1 [I love your creative spelling.]
narcissism in the movies 1
funny narcissistic stories 1
spring 1
10 narcissistic song 1
fake friends 1
place of safety for disowned teenagers 1
my daughter made me cry 1
songs of the narcissist 1
why is road rage a narcissistic personality 1
best optical illusion hd wallpaper mysterious pics 1
infj mirroring a sociopath 1 [Good article idea for the future, thanks!]
do hsp have comorbid borderline personality disorder 1 [I do, I do!]
narcissistic disorder bumper stickers 1 [There are bumper stickers for ACONs? I’d be scared a narc might tailgate me if they saw one on my car.]
malignant narc 1
empaths think their crap doesnt stink 1 [Okay, you’re entitled to your opinion.]
famous person has narcissistic personality disorder 1 [Which one?]
narcissism tales 1
the problem with me is that i love too much… i care too much quotes 1
museum of online trolls 1 [I’d like to see that.]
albert einstein quote narcissistic people 1
celebrities with narcissistic personality disorder 1
how do i convince my 13 year old daughter that she has been brainwashed by a narcissistic psychopath 1 [Get her away from the narc if you can.]
jennifer bush believes her mother kathy made her sick 1
love chast 1
recovering from narcissistic abuse 1
youtube going no contact 1
seeing through the narcissists mask 1 [Let me know how that works out for you.]
righteous anger is not bad 1
psychopaths have no taste or hobbies they copy others 1 [Good observation. They are copycats.]
my daughter is borderline 1
what happened to brother beth thomas 1
narcassitic songs 1
jokes about being narcissistic 1
narcissist jumped into relationship 1
some guys hitting on mt exhibionist wife 1
does robert durst really have aspergers 1 [No, he is an evil raging psychopath.]
robert durst eye tricks 1 [Creepy! 😮 ]
cerebral narcissist 1
songs about narcissistic girls 1
people hate me and treat me like im stupid 1 [I’m sorry, that sucks.]
Unknown search terms 750

Guys, I need some advice.

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I need to make a decision.

Have any of you ever written a post you thought was amazing and longed, even ached–to publish it, but didn’t have the courage because you thought for whatever reason that it made you too vulnerable? That it revealed too many truths you wanted to keep private?

I have that problem right now. I just spent several hours working on what I think is my best written post ever, because my whole heart was poured into it while I wrote it. But it’s for that very reason I’m hesitant to let anyone see it. It’s not about anything controversial or shocking or illicit or illegal–I just think it shows me at my most vulnerable and that’s very, very scary.

Posting it for the world to see would be like going naked in public. Right now I’m just (figuratively!) naked in my own house–by keeping that post set to Private.
But I am longing to put it up. I feel like I must put it up even though I’m scared.

Have any of you bloggers ever experienced this, and what did you do about it? How did you resolve your indecision? If you decided to post it anyway, what happened?
What advice can you give me?

Nobody knew who I was.

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Woodcut by Käthe Kollwitz, 1867-1945

I used to be a nobody.

Or, as my malignant narcissist mother would have put it, “a nothing.”

Before I started this blog, years of psychological abuse had sealed my lips and closed my eyes to what I could be. I rarely spoke to the people around me, and when I did, I revealed nothing because I was too afraid and was convinced I was a boring person who lived an equally boring life. I never ever revealed anything about my emotional life to people outside my immediate family, and even with them, I was reticent.

I’ve always found it difficult to make friends offline, due to my Aspergers and my avoidant personality, as well as my fear of revealing too much. I still almost never talk about my feelings offline. When I was a child I revealed way too much. I was highly sensitive and vulnerable but didn’t know how to handle it. That kind of openness got me bullied and as a result, I learned it was best to say nothing at all. I didn’t realize my high sensitivity was in reality a wonderful gift.

I shut and locked all my psychological doors. After a while, I couldn’t remember how to unlock them. For me, writing was the key, but I assumed the lock was broken and the key would not work.

For most of my adulthood, although I managed to marry and have a family (with a narcissistic bully who was all wrong for me or for anyone) I had practically no social life outside of that and hardly ever engaged in any interesting activities. I gave up easily. I never completed anything I started due to my dismally low self esteem that told me I was sure to fail. I gave up writing and art and all the things I had loved when I was younger. I feared being boring but boring is exactly what I became. I was just too afraid of everything to be anything else.

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I believed my purpose in this life was to be an example to others of how not to be. Hell, even my own mother called me a loser and a failure, and if your own mother has no faith in you, how can you believe in yourself? Mother knows best, right?

Wrong.

I thought about writing a blog, but didn’t because I feared I would have nothing to say that would interest anyone. I also thought it would be too hard and I would give up in frustration, like I had given up on so many other things when they became too difficult. My irrational fear of failure crippled me.

Even if I could think of something to write about, I was afraid people would hate my words and ideas. Ideas? I didn’t think I had any anyway. In my own mind I was the most boring person in the world. I felt like a walking zombie, marking time until death.

I was so wrong. So very wrong. I’m free to reveal the self on this blog that was in hiding for decades and many times was hidden even from myself. I’m finding it’s safe to be open and vulnerable, at least online. And I’m finding there is so much joy to be had if you just open your eyes and your heart and let yourself feel life. It really wasn’t that hard to do, once my psychopathic sperm donor was out of the way.

I never thought I could help anyone, least of all myself. I felt impotent and helpless in the world, someone born to be a victim, a source of narcissistic supply to others, because that was how I was trained. I didn’t realize that I wasn’t really stupid, uncreative and boring. I wasn’t a loser and I only failed because I was too afraid to try anything and would give up easily the few times I did try. I didn’t realize it was my PTSD and depression that turned me into a walking zombie. Mental illness is a powerful dark beast and can engulf and eclipse your true spirit.

My creativity is blossoming. I always had ideas, but now they’ve revealed themselves as I’ve let go of my debilitating fear and self hatred. Sometimes I feel like I have too many ideas and can’t write them down fast enough.

Although my external circumstances haven’t changed very much (outside the narc being gone), I have hope now. I feel like a real person again, an interesting person who can even be a friend to others. I’m even starting to like myself, and think I’m a pretty interesting person. I’m even becoming proud of my high sensitivity I used to be so ashamed of. In its highest form, high sensitivity can reveal empathic ability.

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I truly believe that once I got the narc out of my life, that God stepped in and took things over. He has shown me who I really am and what my purpose is in this world, and it’s not to be an example to others of how not to be. A plan for my life is taking shape and every day it amazes me. There’s so much to be amazed by. He is teaching me how to use the gift of writing that I had been wasting for so long on bullshit or not using at all.

Becoming vulnerable again through my writing is a beautiful thing. If you like yourself, you can handle the bullies, but chances are there will be fewer than you think, and most people will admire your willingness to be open and can relate to that. Your voice will be heard by those who are really listening. It can penetrate the darkness in other people’s lives.

Being vulnerable is about being honest. It’s embracing the truth rather than believing the lies.

Becoming vulnerable takes courage. Rather than being a trait of a weak person, it really takes a strong person to be willing to feel life in its kaleidoscope of colors. Before, I only saw in shades of gray.

I used to believe there was nothing left to look forward to. Now I know there is still so much ahead of me.

Nobody knew who I was. I wouldn’t let them in. Now the door is wide open. Come on in.

Switching gears.

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God, I hate it when I am forced to change my evening plans, which means blogging until I can barely keep my eyes open and sleep takes over.

I don’t like sudden changes of plans or disruptions of my Aspie routines that force me to switch gears or have to engage with others when I don’t want to. If I were a car, I’d have a faulty transmission.

I wasn’t able to get home until well after midnight and I had no energy to write anything except this.

I resent the feeling that tonight was wasted, and I feel guilty about feeling that way. Obviously I’m just framing things all wrong.

Why can’t I just be left alone with my words and my music?

Replying to my haters.

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Not everyone likes this blog. I have a few haters. The following are not really troll comments (which I delete immediately or don’t approve) but criticisms of me and this blog. (A few do come close though).

It’s okay to have haters. All bloggers have them. All writers have them. I don’t expect everyone to agree with or understand my motives for having a blog like this. Having haters just means something you said pressed somebody’s buttons. It’s inevitable, especially when blogging about a controversial subject like narcissism instead of posting brownie recipes.

I decided rather than try to reply as these comments come along (which can disrupt the flow of a conversation), I would put them here in this one post. (I’ve been saving them to Wordpad). Obviously this blog isn’t for everyone. I am not identifying the handles of these commenters.

Fortunately, I have not received many of these type of comments. These are in fact the only ones I have received outside of 3-4 troll comments which I will not respond to at all because feeding the trolls is always a bad idea.

1. obviously this post is made to sympathize with you which of course I do and it may seem “callous” but you wrote this article to gain sympathy this article isn’t informative to anyone, what purpose does it have , im seventeen years old and I’ve had a turbulent life growing up to say the least , but come on woman your just giving your husband or ex the satisfaction ,he wanted you to crumble , he wanted you to feel empty , helpless , its the past , you also mentioned that you noticed several times that what he was doing was morally wrong but does that justify your actions stop making up excuses and take some responsibility ,why did you stay with him because the way you explain him makes him seem like he had nothing to offer .Also diagnosing everyone with a mental disorder I’ve noticed is quite common among America as a norm like “what a pyscho” I do not doubt that your husband was not a psychopath but labeling everyone a narcissist without actually being a psychologist is ridiculous , did you ever ask Helen why her son didn’t like her because he could have made up so many fabrications . There’s not much you can do but move on and try to improve yourself , writing articles like this just allows you to dwell in sadness and feel sorry for yourself . this article just sounds very narcissistic , honestly no matter how bad it was how could you leave your son or both children with someone who mentally fucked you up , I feel as though this post was immature and it makes me sound like a total bitch but you chose to stay with him you chose to have another child with him you chose to go out with someone who previously had alcoholism , im not blaming you for his behavior im just stating what everyone else ceases to notice , don’t reply with something about my age and how I would have no idea because that argument is invalid because I did not actively post my story over the internet , I bid you farewell and wish you the best in your future endeavors

You are seventeen and obviously too young to understand what I am trying to do here. I am not an expert or a mental health professional, and I never pretended to be. My disclaimer in the header explains all that. It’s not that I don’t “take responsibility.” I’ve been hearing that shit all my life by my abusers (my mother and ex, but others too) and have been badly damaged emotionally. I take responsibility where it is necessary to do so.

I blog about my experiences not to get yours or anyone’s pity (I hate being pitied) but as a form of self therapy. It helps me. It helps others too. Think of it as a public journal. I am not “wallowing in sadness” at all. Writing this blog in fact makes me happy. Being that I cannot afford therapy, writing this blog has helped me sort out all the things that happened to me and has made it so much easier to deal with all the toxic emotions we victims of narcissists had to deal with all our lives. There are plenty of other blogs like this one. I realize that a blog like this can seem narcissistic. I get that and I get why. But before you judge, why don’t you try to put yourself in someone else’s shoes instead of making snap judgments about things you obviously know nothing about.

2. This post seems like the pot calling the kettle black. Anyone who would write about such personal matters on a public website and then invite people to “comment” and “Like” your personal dirty laundry seems like a narcissist to me. I think all bloggers are narcissists but especially bloggers who air their dirty laundry all over the Internet.

I “air my dirty laundry all over the Internet” as a form of self therapy, not because I want attention and sympathy. It’s helped other people too. If you don’t like what you read here, you are certainly free to go somewhere else. As for the comments, I have that option because allowing comments builds a community. Sometimes that’s the only way we can talk to others who have gone through similar experiences. The option to “like” does not have to be checked. Most bloggers use a “like” feature. Sorry, there is no “dislike” function.

3. I don’t like the way you and all the other idiots with these sort of blogs make fun of people with NPD which is a real mental illness. You say you have empathy but then in the next breath you are calling people with NPD “Narcs” and N’s and other horrible names like devils or posessed by satan. I don’t have NPD but they arent devils they are human like everyone else. They deserve the same respect like everyone else. Not everyone is all bad, you know.

I have had this complaint a few times. I do not hate narcissists and “narc” is really just a shortcut term we ACONs use–maybe it has become a pejorative over time, but that’s not the reason I use it. I rarely use “N.” I have said many times that narcissists are not devils or monsters but they have a disorder which makes it impossible for them to feel empathy for others or even act like very nice people. Some of us were raised by narcissists or were married or in long term relationships with them, and it’s definitely no picnic.

Like you said, most narcissists probably have some good qualities. They might have a special talent or dress well or are good cooks, and some non-malignant narcissists can even sometimes be genuinely nice. But only sometimes. Malignant narcissists and psychopaths are something different and I do think those people are actually evil, even though they still may have a good quality or two. Hey, even Hitler loved dogs.

If you are offended by my joke page, its purpose is not really to make fun of people with NPD, but to make them seem less dangerous to people enmeshed or trying to escape a relationship with one. The jokes help make them seem less frightening. Sometimes it helps us to laugh.

4. What the hell is it with you and that idiot Sam Vankin? Why do you post so much of his shit and talk about him so much? That convicted criminal is a charlatan and faked his degree, Everyone knows that. You seem intelligent, but why would any smart person read his garbage is beyond me. He’s an idiot. I bet he must be paying you off to promote his shit here. He is also a horrible writer. JMO. Sorry I like your blog but it had to be said.

There is nothing with me and Sam Vaknin. He doesn’t “pay me off” LMAO!
For awhile I was writing a lot of articles about him because of my own fascination with him. You may not like his writing or his ideas, but he’s no idiot with an IQ of 180. He knows a lot about narcissism, probably more than some mental health professionals. That being said, he’s controversial and not everyone likes his ideas or agrees with him, and as a self professed malignant narcissist/psychopath, he’s not that nice a person either. There are a lot of smart people who read his stuff. I don’t agree with all his ideas, I just think he and his ideas are interesting. I don’t care about his criminal past or his degree status. It’s of no consequence to me. I think he’s as qualified as anyone else to write about narcissism because he has the disorder and can write about it from an “insider’s POV,” which someone who isn’t a narcissist cannot.

That being said, I am trying to focus on him less because of the fact he’s so controversial and there are many other people who have contributed as much to the field as he has.

I’m glad you like my blog though.

5. All Bloggers are Narcissists. Heres some advise. Get a job or a real hobby and stop writing about things you don’t know jackshit about as if your shit doesn’t stink. Thank you.

Excuse me, this IS my job (although it’s not paid) and my real hobby. It’s what I love to do more than anything else. No, I am not a mental health professional (which is stated in my disclaimer) but I do read a lot and I also think my experiences having been raised by and married to malignant narcissists makes me qualified to write a blog about this disorder. I write about a lot of other things too.
Also, learn how to spell or use Spellcheck. Your grammar could use some improvement too.

6. What gives you the right to act like your some sort of expert. Do you have a pyschology degree? If not then stfu and write about your kids school projects or something.

[This is the same person who write comment # 5.]
I never said I was an expert, but I do think I’m qualified to write about the things I write about. I do have a BA in psychology.

Sorry, but I will not “stfu” and I don’t want to write about my kids’ school projects. They’re 21 and 23 and are adults so they wouldn’t have any school projects anyway.

BTW, in your first sentence, you should have used “you’re,” not “your.” I hate grammar nazis but that drives me insane.

Spam troubles.

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I use Akismet, the spam blocker WordPress offers, and it’s an excellent tool. I get so much spam I don’t know what I’d do without it.

You have the option of setting it up to either automatically delete all spam so you do nothing, or to send it to a special “spam folder” for later review/deletion.

I opted for the second, because sometimes Akismet makes mistakes. I have had legitimate comments wind up in my spam folder, as well as spam that somehow never got flagged as spam and wound up in my regular comments folder waiting to be approved.

Legitimate comments that wind up as “spam” usually contain links–I think the limit is two. If your comment includes more than two links, Akismet thinks it’s spam and I have to manually unspam it. But for some reason, one lady’s comments always go to my spam folder even though they contain no links at all!

It’s a pain having to manually go through my spam messages every day because sometimes there are hundreds, but it would be worse to have legitimate comments automatically deleted so I’ll continue to manually review all spam before I send it to the Trash.

642 views?! It’s my second best day since Christmas!

Some of you may remember, on Christmas Day (which is normally a slow day for blog activity), I got an amazing Christmas gift I could never have imagined–862 views, by far my best day ever. I remember feeling like I just won the North Carolina Education Lottery. Or that George Clooney or Robert Downey Jr. just kissed my neck.

Okay, most of that activity was due to a certain narcissistic writer sharing spamming an article I wrote called “Narcissism is a Family Disease” on Facebook, his own forums and groups on Yahoo and Google, and other social media. It was a good article and remains one of my most popular to date. The brilliant narcissistic writer liked it because there was a lot of stuff in there about him. After all, he was the reason for me writing it. It’s still a good article, I think.

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Graph showing views and visitors over the past week or so, with 642 views today (318 visitors)

But this post isn’t about that article. That was just about my Best Day Ever. I have never again been able to quite beat that record, but that’s okay. That boost was an artificial one helped along by the famous narcissistic writer, and now I’m on my own. It takes time. As a blogger, you have to be patient.

Overall though, my views have been on the increase. Growth has been pretty steady–it levels out here and there, then shoots back up again, then plateaus for awhile.

I normally average about 500 views a day now, sometimes more, sometimes less. Prior to December 25th with its whopping 862 views, 500 views would have been a fluke. Not anymore.

Today (well, really yesterday, according to the clock on my WP–I never could figure out how to reset it with the correct time), I got 642 views (318 visitors, which averages to about 2 views per visitor), and that’s my best since Christmas Day.

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Most popular “article” for 3/10/15–my own homepage/archives.

It’s odd, because by far the largest percentage of views wasn’t for a particular article, but for my “Homepage/Archive.” My most popular article of the day was 49 views for last night’s literary piece “My Final Words About This.” But still not even close to 121 views for my homepage.
That can tell me only one thing–that people are specifically Googling this blog.

This time, the unprecedented stats spike has nothing to do with a brilliant narcissistic writer’s help (which to be fair, was a big part of this blog’s early growth). Now I’m doing this on my own, and that feels fantastic.