I've had my share of all those on-line connections. I've made some of my best friends in chat rooms, seriously! I met lots of those dear folks face to face. It's been worth the price of my computers to meet such wonderful people.
And yet, there's the down side. Somebody figures somebody else is posting too much and tells them about it. They gather their troops, and next thing you know, your name is mud. Or sometimes, they simply don't like the way you type.
Nowadays I'm numb. Except when some drama happens; then I just have to laugh, because they can't hurt me any more.
Right now there's quite a soap opera going on at one of my favorite message boards, Country Living. Some lady thinks she ought to post any original (or non-original) thought she has on a public forum, and people are getting tired of it. She's hogging the forum, and everybody's telling her what she's doing wrong.
Meanwhile, I don't post to that board more than twice a week many times, and somebody made a smart-aleck comment about me. Sometimes you just can't win.
I didn't respond. That's one thing I learned in the old AOL chat days. Never respond. That's what they want, you know. They want a public fight.
I like blogs better. It's my space, I say what I want. Don't read it if you don't like it.
But I do love soap operas. So I keep reading message boards.