Most of my friends do not read this blog.
I’m pretty sure no one in my family reads this blog.
I have not told most of my friends or family about this blog nor do I plan to.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m very proud of this blog. I love blogging and being a blogger. I also love the anonymity that comes with blogging. You can follow a person’s blog, but you might not necessarily recognize the blogger in person if they were sitting across from you on a train. For me, that works because in person, I hate talking about myself and sharing my thoughts.
Hence, why I love blogging.
Oscar Wilde once said “Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.” This blog is my mask. It’s what allows me to talk openly about my writing and about what’s going on in my life.
I was thinking about this topic yesterday. Some of what I’ve posted on this blog is in regards to my friendships. All I could think was, “If my friends read some of the postings, there would be a confrontation.” I do not like to cause drama with my friends, and so if I’m upset or have a problem, I tend to remain silent. This blog breaks my silence.