In the six weeks since Good in a Crisis has been published, I have received many emails from readers who have either read the book and/or the piece in The Guardian and wanted to share their experiences with me. This has been the most unanticipated and most gratifying aspect of having written this thing.
I hear from people at work a lot—the surgical centers, the hospital. I have heard from people in my building. I have received messages via my website, via Linked-In, via Facebook, via my regular email (often forwarded to me by friends or family), and men and women alike have been gracious enough to share their thoughts and stories about how or why they found something of interest in my book. It has astonished me, often, and made me glad I wrote the thing. I have not always felt that way. I exposed a lot, and that’s never easy.
People respond to many aspects of the book—divorce, health insurance, elderly parents, thinking you know people when you don’t. But a common theme, of course, is the Internet dating traumas. So many people have stories. So many people have funny stories, scary stories, outrageous stories. I would love to repeat them here, but they’re not mine to share.
So here’s my suggestion: Local support groups for refugees from Internet dating sites. You must have one good story to gain entrance, to prove you have a sense of humor and have some experience. This could turn out to be the best way to meet people of all! You might not meet The ONE, but you’ll make friends and have a good time. I’m looking for names…