To be honest, I just thrive on it.
I log in to Facebook and I am always delighted to see somebody has posted on my wall, I am tickled when that little red notification box appears telling me that Mary has also commented on Michael's photo, that Kimberly made a comment on my posted item, that Felix LIKES my status. When people reply to my stupid emails or post comments in response to the things I say in various forums, my spirits are bolstered.
It is dumb. I know. I am such a dork. And so emotionally needy. LOVE ME LOVE ME LOVE MEEEEEEEEE...
And yes, you guessed it - when people make comments on my blog, that also makes me feel so so good.
Maybe it has to do with the feeling that when I post to the internet my thoughts and everything are going to this gaping wide world. Maybe it's like dolphins... if the signal doesn't bounce back, how do I know anything? I should just quit with the online garbage. I never used to think about any of this. I have become sucked in to the dark dark eternal cavity of online affirmation.