The Real Me...

If you are interested in getting to know me, the real me all anyone has ever needed to do was read my entries.
I find it most insulting, when I am asked by a friend (using this word loosely), who wants to know the real me.

The real me, does not invest time in someone who has not bothered to invest any time in at least reading the basic information I have posted on my sites.

Note here this is not about my ego. Over the span of five years I have written on a variety of topics. Things that have made me the man I am today. The man I aspire to be in the near future.
When I read request made on Facebook and other sites in the social media  asking to know" the real me". My take on that person is a simple one.

1. He or she thinks that I am a liar. And everything that I have written is fictional.
2. They are too lazy too read anything about this person they have expressed an interest in.

3. They are illiterate, but may not want to share it.

For any that falls into the last category. My sincerest apology. This is not about you. In the future, I will have to find a creative way other than writing to interact with you.

For all that fits in the first two categories, this is for you.

It is insulting and you will get nothing from me other than patience. Along with a prayer, that one day soon. You will be able to see pass your nose. What saddens me most is the people who I am writing about would never take the time to read this message.  And just as they will not get to know the real me. I also will never have a chance of getting to know them.

Is it better to understand or is it better to be understood. Most often both are needed.