Moving is never easy. At first the packing is careful and considered, as cheese graters and egg cups are lovingly wrapped in bubbles and placed into boxes marked “kitchen, drawers” or “kitchen, fragile” in perfect sharpie lettering. Then, as the night wears on, physical and mental exhaustion take their toll and more and more gets tossed into boxes that might say “misc.” or might say “wolverines” - it’s hard to tell - so you can be sure no one else is gonna be eager to help you open them.
Yesterday I woke to a nasty shock – someone intent on hurting me because she couldn’t hurt someone else. I wasn’t even the target – it was just pain by proxy – but she said enough to frighten me and make me rethink my online life. I adore Blogger, but it has one fatal flaw – there’s no way to password protect entries, and so it’s all or nothing: either you have a private blog or a public blog, and, clearly, my naive desire to share my daily revelations with strangers had led me into dangerous waters.
So last night I hunkered down, read some instructions (I know! Totally not my thing, but it was for a good cause), figured out how to jigger a few name servers and – Voila! I set up a Word Press site at my very own domain, and you should have heard me whoop and holler when the changes I made (ignoring my hosts repeated warnings that terrible things would happen) actually worked. Despite my exhaustion…despite the debilitating fear and shock of the day…despite the fact that my handwriting was long since illegible…I managed to pull it together and create a new home for myself – this time in a safe, gated community. (Don’t worry, I still have the pirate welcome mat and bat decorations.)
As I struggled with the whos and the whys yesterday, dozens of friends on Twitter came to my aid, offering everything from help with hacking code to help with hacking bodies. I was perversely thrilled by the magnitude of the response and, although I kindly thanked everyone and reminded them that revenge wasn’t an option, I did briefly entertain a few wonderfully disturbing visions of unleashing avenging angels upon my foolish stalker. (I hadn’t known before yesterday how many of my followers on Twitter have access to things like thermonuclear bombs…)
Moving forward, I’ll be writing and posting exactly as I did before, but now I’ll be password protecting some of my entries. It pains me to do it, so I’m going to keep working on how much of myself I can bare without hurting the people around me. However, I’m not going to collapse and I’m not going to go away – writing is too important now and I’m not giving it up.
“It doesn’t happen all at once,” said the Skin Horse. “You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in your joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.”
–The Velveteen Rabbit
Roxy,
Any help you need, I will do my best! Big D
Thank you!
Hello, Love, welcome home
This is a good space and I know you’ll decorate and move the furniture around and figure out how to arrange everything so you’re comfortable.
I’m very proud of the way you handled the situation yesterday. You didn’t collapse and shut down, you got mad, then you got busy.
I love you very much. I’m glad you didn’t let one sad individual take this away from you.
Thank you, love. I appreciate all your help and support – couldn’t have done it without you.
congrats on the new space. It always sucks having to censor yourself for whatever reason but I hope this new space gives you more freedom in a different way.
Thanks!
Sorry you had to go through all that. Stalkers are no fun whatsoever. I’m glad to see you’re still around!
Happy new home! fimg X
…..(I hadn’t known before yesterday how many of my followers on Twitter have access to things like thermonuclear bombs…)…..
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Can we PLEASE blow up an old satellite or bit of space junk just to watch the boom? Pretty please? *puppy eyes*
Nice to see you have a website! Does this mean you can do all sorts of fancy things now or is this just a wordpress blog with a domain name?
You have no idea what sort of “fancy things” I can do.
And, no, no bombs before dinner. You’ll ruin your appetite…
*big hugs* I’m glad you found something special. In the midst of the shit you’ve found yourself a jewel. It’s your strength that shines hun. I’m liking the idea of multiple garbage bag burial btw. We’ll all help!
Huzzah! I’m so damn proud of you for staying strong. I’m not so sure about thermonuclear explosives but you DO always have my support in whatever shape it needs to be!
Thank you, sweetie.
Congratulations on the new site! WordPress is great! You are able to do so many more things than with blogger.
Now….those password protected post.
Well, damn. We’ll be a lucky bunch now won’t we? *winks*
I say it’s not such a bad thing…..
Oh, it is, and I had no idea! The idea that a site would burn a feed FOR you? Genius!
Yeah, gotta come up with something good for tomorrow, eh? 
YAY! I’m glad you managed the move.
I didn’t think bombs before dinner ruined an appetite. I was sure that was missiles.
Are you really going to question a mom? Dude, do you really want me to have to give you the look?
For the record, missiles between meals is ok, as long as they’re organic. Don’t want none of those silicon-based missiles – they ruin your whole day, if you get what I’m saying…
Welcome Home. I sincerely hope things get better from here. Hugs to ya!
Wahooo, sugar! It sucks that you had to do anything at all, but I’m glad you didn’t crumble before this piece of shit cunt. You know you always have my support! *hugs and kisses*
Thank you, beautiful.
Nice to see you didn’t give up doll. Lookin forward to the new site
Love the new place. Glad you didn’t disappear.
Diva
YAY! I have WordPress too
Glad you figured out how to keep blogging safely!
*walks in carrying housewarming gifts*
Most excellent, indeed. Beautiful new digs, fresh clean paint, plush carpeting – I love it!
Thank you.
But, ahem, the floors are bare hardwood…. 
heheeee the plush carpeting=throw rugs to keep toes warm and for building rug burns in front of the fireplace
Nice place! Mind if I drop in once in a while?
Welcome to you new home. I just found your site recently and am glad you will be continuing at a new address.
I’m glad to see you moved rather than jumped ship. I left blogger for numerous reasons, one of which being the stoopid warning screen, and another being yours….having more reigns of privacy.
I was going to DM you when I went to click on your link and saw that it had become by invitation only. I’m sorry you’ve gone through so much, but glad you are somewhere you feel safe now. I’ll add your new URL to my follow list.
Are “technically minor” genderqueer butches allowed? *puppy face*
Only for milk and cookies, if nothing else?
With open arms, sweetie. Have some lemonade…
Pirate welcome mat and bat decorations, lol. Sounds like my place.
Of course, if you need help with the hacking bodies thing I’m not adverse to lending a hand. =)
Glad you made a new home instead of just running off. Sorry you had something so shitty happen to make you do that though. ((hugs))
You do own your own shovel, yes?
I’m glad you’re back and found a safe home. I’ve been a longtime reader and was saddened to see the password protect on the old blog. It’s amazing how nasty people can be sometimes. If you ever decide to launch a counterattack, consider me a soldier.
I’m so glad you found the new place.