Setting Boundaries without Building Walls

I’ve read a lot of articles here on Medium about collecting green hearts. And I have read a lot about ignoring those same green hearts, and writing from the heart, instead. It has been the subject of some controversy in the past; one way judged right and one wrong.

But no matter what your end game is, we all have one thing in common. In one way or another, we all came here to connect. Whether personal or professional — whether heart or head — we came to make connections we never would have made out in the real world. We came to build something bigger than just ourselves.

And wherever people congregate to build, or grow, or change, or learn, there will be people looking to destroy and tear it all down.

It’s sad, but it’s human nature.

I thought it was time for a discussion about those people. How do we recognize them? How do we protect ourselves from their attacks? We can only expect Medium to do so much, after all. And I think the staff works hard to keep us safe, but there are certain things we have to take responsibility for, as well.

Here are a couple of things that have helped me to feel safe here, without totally closing myself off:

  1. Start slowly, and look for connections. — When I first got to Medium, I followed only publications. I wrote responses before I wrote my own pieces because I was reading voraciously and learning who filled what role in the little community. I followed one person whose writing resonated with me and I followed some of the people she followed, just to start.

But not this past week. This past week, things have felt unsafe, and that is the last thing we want to allow to happen here. So I invite a discussion.

How do we protect ourselves from those who would hurt us, for sport? Because they’ve come, and they’ll be back.

Some of them never leave. So, what can we do?

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.