venting frustration

I'm sure there's lots of times in life where people feel under appreciated. I've felt it before, but I'm not sure it's ever been to the degree that I feel it right now. I've taken time away from my other projects to volunteer for a site, wanting to make it better and help them succeed. For the third time now, I come across a conversation on our group page that's basically so obvious that they are complaining about me, that they might as well have tagged me in it. 

Here's the truth; instead of getting my own name out there, I figured my time would be better off spent correcting the vast amount of grammar and spelling mistakes that make the site come off as amateurish. Where =/= were, even if you spell it that way 6 times in one article. 

The fact of the matter is, they complain about not being able to get their stuff out to more people, but I'd be embarrassed to have someone read that. I'd be fucking embarrassed to put my name on that work and call it my own. There is no way in hell a few of them even give it a second read, and how can you have pride in your work when you're basically just regurgitating some information, not even able to be bothered to look over it before serving it up to your readers? So, my efforts to help make them look better, like professionals, is met with ungrateful whining about "some people" (obviously, me) not pulling their weight. I spend more time wading through the shit swamp that is their writing in one day than they spend writing articles all week... or at least, I'd hope so, considering how poorly written some of them are. 

On top of that, my new article goes up, and unlike every single other article that gets shared (some even get shared twice...) on our Facebook page, mine, and only mine, gets skipped completely. Not on Twitter, not on Facebook. It reminds me of that promo that CM Punk cut when his contract was expiring and he was giving his reason for leaving, which was, surprise surprise, BEING UNDER-APPRECIATED. He's not on the commercial, he's not on the opener, he's not on the program, he's not on your stupid 7/11 cups. I'm not on your Facebook or Twitter, even though I bust my ass as much as, or more than, anyone else. As I've mentioned before, instead of being selfish and getting my own name out there, I'm editing; when I post something, I'd like it to be given to the same audience that everyone else gets the privilege to have.

Anyway, it's too early to be this angry/frustrated/disappointed, so I will leave this now. Thanks for letting me vent, and hopefully, I won't have to deal with this same issue again, for one reason or another. 

BC