I try. Really, I do. I try to tell myself (and others) that what people think of me isn't important. Or at least that important. Yet, I crave validation.
None of my last nine posts have had any comments. Do the comments matter? Not really. I know people read this blog... but for some reason, I crave confirmation that people appreciate (or enjoy) what they read. Comments do that. Kinda.
Deep down, I'm like Melvin Smiley in The Big Hit, I can't stand the thought of anyone not liking me.
Will more comments validate my craving to be appriciated? No. Not really. Will having more friends on MySpace or facebook than my wife validate my craving to feel liked? Never. Is there any possiblity that my cravings will be fullfilled? Of course.
There's a good answer to that last question, and Prodigal Jon (of Stuff Christians Like) answered that question better (and with more Back to the Future references) than I ever could. Please read his post Wondering if we're worth anything. It's good stuff.