I joined a fandom gift exchange hoping for a nice experience. Camaraderie with my fellow LOZ nerds who are, like me, very normal about the thing. Fun, friendship, fitting in. That sort of thing.
I found loneliness and isolation instead.
I know that gift recipients wonβt necessarily like what is created for them. Obviously the gifter hopes theyβll like it, and creates it with that in mind, but they might not, for whatever reason. I get that. Not everything is gonna be everyoneβs taste. Of course.
Or maybe my writing just really sucks. Okay, fine. I know Iβm no Ernest Hemingway.
But is it really too much to expect a mere acknowledgment? When you spend hours and weeks of time and effort trying to create something for someone?
It doesnβt feel good, being snubbed like that.
But the worst part isnβt even the snub itself. Itβs feeling so invisible to everyone else, who got their own lovely feedback for the gifts they worked hard on.Β
Itβs how, when you mention it, your pain is ignored or dismissed.
βOh, itβs not your gifteeβs fault! Theyβve had access issues!β (Uh, I can see with my eyes that my giftee has been active online on the relevant websites this whole time. I guess itβs nice of you to want to defend them [I guess? Gosh I wish I knew what it felt like to have someone stand up for you] but please donβt gaslight me when the truth is plain as day.)
Itβs how the mechanisms in place in the exchange ensure that everyone receives a gift, but there is no concern for whether everyone receives an acknowledgment of their work. If I had to pick one or the other, Iβd prefer the latter, honestly. Iβd prefer to be seen.Β
(It's easy enough to be understanding about real life coming up for someone else who might not have hours and weeks to work on creating a gift for you. It's a lot harder to be understanding when someone can't spare twenty seconds to say "Thanks for writing a fic for me! I'll read it when I have some free time.")
But then, because of the βeveryone gets a giftβ thing, you think maybe, at least, you can step in and create a gift for someone else whose original gifter didnβt come through, because thereβs a very nice person in that situation who still hasnβt received a gift. Nowβs your chance to still participate in the exchange in a meaningful way after all, right?
HAHAHAHAHA no, you lose out to the person who already served as backup for someone else β who has already produced two gifts β and got lovely acknowledgements for both of them. So, others ended up getting third helpings of what this exchange was supposed to be about before you got even one.
(Maybe it's just as well, since your writing obviously sucks. Better to leave it to those who are good at it, right?)
Nobody speaks up on your behalf. If youβre lucky you might get a hug emoji or two but then everyone else moves on. Theyβre not the ones who got burned. They all got their gushing appreciation for the gifts they made.
They rally around the person who hurt you, offering that same flavor of gushing praise to the person who couldnβt be bothered to say one single word about their own gift from you.Β
And it just feels likeβ¦ you donβt matter. Your feelings donβt matter. Your efforts donβt matter. Your work is so worthless it doesnβt even warrant an acknowledgement. Youβd thought youβd found your people but the truth is that you will never fit in anywhere.
(And even when you try to maybe have a book club or something to discuss other people's cool fics with readers who might be interested, the modmin tells you to bugger off. No indeed, you can't find one little niche anywhere to enjoy a shared fandom experience with anyone, can you?)
Yes, I suppose Iβm being petty. And I know Iβm going to get some pushback for this little rant if I donβt just get ignored altogether. People donβt like complainers. Raising a stink is always more offensive than whatever gave rise to the stink in the first place.
Go ahead and judge me all you want. Kick me while Iβm down. Thatβs the way it goes, apparently.