I love the internet. My love of the internet has been fueled by my love for computers. My parents always thought I was going to end up doing something with computers. I just never had the drive. Now I regret it. But back to the internet... The internet is similar to my world. My world, known to me and those around me as "(my name) land" is where my thoughts are free to roam wild. There are no inhibitions. No chains. No judgement. No turning up of noses. No "gasps" made in shock. I can think about anything and everything.I love "(my name) land". The internet is the same. I can get on and read about anything and everything. I get to become lost in the blogs of those that share the same sentiments as me. When I'm feeling funky, sad, spiritual, goofy, sexy... there is something for it all.
At times, I wish I had kept this blog private. I'm limited.
Don't front.
We all have different sides to us. You will never get to see every side of a person. The you that others know is what you allow them to know. And the me that the blog world knows is only what I've allowed you to read.
There are topics that I would love to write about. There are issues that I want to put in words. But that would be too much. So, I'll continue to live vicariously through others; commenting on experiences that I can relate to; laughing at things that I've been through; and crying with those who are in pain also.
It's not me being fake. It's me protecting those who think they know me.
Maybe one day, I'll unleash another part of me. Maybe I'll just start another blog and post anonymously. Or maybe I'll keep it to myself and my FBD: the only person that I can talk to who doesn't judge me.
We'll see.
We all have different sides to us. You will never get to see every side of a person. The you that others know is what you allow them to know. And the me that the blog world knows is only what I've allowed you to read.
There are topics that I would love to write about. There are issues that I want to put in words. But that would be too much. So, I'll continue to live vicariously through others; commenting on experiences that I can relate to; laughing at things that I've been through; and crying with those who are in pain also.
It's not me being fake. It's me protecting those who think they know me.
Maybe one day, I'll unleash another part of me. Maybe I'll just start another blog and post anonymously. Or maybe I'll keep it to myself and my FBD: the only person that I can talk to who doesn't judge me.
We'll see.
3 comments:
I hear you...
I think I'm addicted to the internet, I need some help, LOL
i often feel the same way ...and even though i'm pretty much anonymous--i still don't post everything i want to say. sometimes i wish i could just let it all out. but at least i can let out about 85% of it. that helps.
you can never be 100% anonymous on the internet. but you can try.
i know after about 10 years, i'm still trying...and this is as close as i've gotten. it will have to do!
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