Why's it so hard to understand?

I never really speak about this because I generally hate being rude. But seriously, just like what I hope is normal for everyone else, I don't enjoy being insulted and bitched at gratuitously. I'd would probably have worded the contents of this entry in a more calming manner if not for the ranting mood I'm left in, but here goes.

1. Asking questions with answers plastered readily all over the internet, is absolutely, abjectly, impolite as hell. Learn some consideration for strangers. (Yes, you are a stranger to me, and I don't owe you anything.) Honestly, does my name spell Internet Photography Helpdesk?

2. I reply to messages when I feel like it, when I actually have the time at all. I can't respond to every single mail, comment, alert, pm, note or interview, for every minute I spend trying is a minute I spend not creating my art. Maybe you don't care about that, but hey, it's my life, and I do want to do what I love to do.

3. You have no right to demand my time or attention just as I have none to demand yours. Guilt-tripping me as someone who doesn't care about others or has no feelings isn't going to work, get over your attention-seeking/self-centered self.

I am a living, breathing, imperfect human being. And I too, have feelings.