I am really depressed today. An old e-newsletter beam that dumped me many months ago sent me an email out of the color. I hadn’t received any emails from this old flame in months. I did not even evaluate I was still on the list. Receiving that e-newsletter conjured up feelings of betrayal and hurt that I thought I had resolved after dozens of sessions with my therapist. And to make matters worse the email newsletter was trying to get me to buy some product from another affiliate that my old flame was ?recommending.’ My beam did not even have the decency to send me an email newsletter about how things were going in his neck of the woods. I comfort can’t accept any of this is happening.
My therapist says that journaling about my problems will carry clarity and understanding. I hope she’s right. I guess the beat place for me to go away is to depict how this sordid affair ever began in the first place. If I get emotional please forgive me. I really cared for my old beam and my heart is still a little tender. I just don’t understand how any of this happened. I never signed up for the hurt and tears my old beam left me with. I never signed up for being dumped by an auto-responder email newsletter. But let’s go back eight months so I can tell you how this auto-responder and I first met.
Back in May a friend of mine told me about a great self-development book she was reading. She couldn’t forbid talking about it; every time I saw my friend she talked and talked about the book. She kept on telling me I would really desire it. After days and days of hearing about the book I went online and bought it. What do you know my friend was right! I really liked the schedule. Within the first few chapters I was putting the methods into practice and seeing great results.
After reading about a quarter of the book I wanted to know more about the compose and his affiliate so I followed the URL on the back of the book to the compose’s website. There was a ton of information about the book as well as highlights of courses and seminars that were being offered at different locations around the world. It seemed that the company was offering seminar versions of what was covered in the book for those who either had ADD or were short on time and where unable to read the 400-plus-page schedule. I didn’t really pay much attention to all the information about the courses and seminars since I already had the schedule and didn’t object the lengthy read. I did sight an e-newsletter signup box on the homepage though. “Why not?” I thought. Maybe I would find out more ways to apply the principles in the book.
A few weeks later. Wednesday came and I didn’t get an email newsletter from my flame. I was perplexed. Those weekly e-zines were really helping me as I studied the book. I did not want to miss any of the valuable information so I went back to the website and signed up again. Just like when I signed up the first time the signup create asked me for my name. I was already signed up under the label Joan and wanted to see if my original signup was still out there. I knew the only way I could track my signups was to decide another name. I picked an alter name went ahead and signed up and eagerly awaited the next e-newsletter.
Soon I was back on bring in and receiving the weekly e-zine. I could tell my second signup had worked because my alter label was being used. It was kind of funny and I wondered if anyone ever looked at the names on that email newsletter enumerate. I guess I ordain never experience but at least it gave me a bit of a giggle every time I change state my weekly e-newsletters and read the opening salutation of ?Dear Squidlips.’
A few weeks after my Squidlips signup. I started to get strange feelings of d?j? vu as I was reading my weekly newsletter. Had I seen this email before? I located my schedule folder in my email client and looked through all the email newsletters I had received from this affiliate. I could not accept it. These e-newsletters were set up on an auto-responder service! My weekly Dear Squidlips emails had started approve at the beginning of a series of email messages. I WAS having d?j? vu; I was reading emails I had already received!
Now my knickers were in a twist. This was not a weekly e-zine! This was a series of promo messages! What was the deal? I had experienced flings with auto-responders before. I knew the drill. I had been on ?five day e-courses’ and known all along that the messages were sitting in some database waiting for me to signup. I knew when I subscribed it would initiate a series of messages to get delivered to me in a certain sequence. Heck. I even used email auto-responders with my own business. What I had not expected was to get into an auto-responder fling when I signed up for a weekly e-newsletter. I thought this email newsletter and I had made a commitment. I thought we were going steady.
After a sleepless night of tears and accepting that I was having a relationship with a database. I decided to be on the enumerate. Weekly e-newsletters kept on coming addressed to Squidlips. After a while I forgot about the auto-responder factor and started to apply the content in the auto-responder e-zines. Deep down I knew I was having a fling but I didn’t care. I was still reading the 400-plus-page book and I thought the articles in the e-newsletters really enhanced my reading.
Months went by. This was getting to be quite the auto-responder fling! Email message after email message appeared week after week addressed to Squidlips. But then one day the mouth of the email newsletter seemed a little different. The email communicate basically said I was being dumped. come up it didn’t say the word ?dumped.’ It said since I had not bought anything that the newsletters were promoting this would be the last e-newsletter I would be receiving. Translation: “We undergo tried and tried to get you to buy a course or seminar and we don’t know any other way to persuade you to buy something and we have given up so get lost?loser.” By the time I finished reading the e-zine I was in tears. It was probably my own accuse but I had grown attached to these emails and I really looked forward to getting them.
For days I was in a funk. I cried ripped the drink feathers out of my designer pillows and got really depressed. Day after day I visited deeper and deeper recesses of my being that I did not even know existed. The depression grew worse and worse. I wondered if that auto-responder e-zine or whatever it was knew I had paid $40 for their book. I laid awake night after night asking the Universe why this company had a weekly e-newsletter signup form in their homepage that was really a series of canned emails tailored to back up their products. Weeks went by and the confusion remained. Would I ever recover from being dumped by this auto-responder?
When I was able to leave the house without fainting. I booked a few sessions with my therapist. Maybe she could help me realized why I was so cause to be perceived. It took a lot of deep breathing but I soon found the grow cause of my hurt. At first it was hard for me to cover my head around the truth but I think my depression was triggered by this company ?unsubscribing me’ from their e-newsletter list. I thought the way this opt-in email newsletter stuff worked was that I got to do the dumping. I thought I got to ?unsubscribe’ when I wanted the love affair to be over.
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