Anonymity

As I plunk my deepest thoughts, feelings, conversations & musings down on my keyboard everyday, it’s easy for me to forget that there are those of you who actually READ this thing. I started this blog almost two years ago (right about the time my marriage started to get messy, irony). It began as a place where I could say my piece & find a tiny bit of Internet Rockstardom; that euphoria one gets by reading a comment from a perfect stranger. Since then it has:

a) almost cost me my job

b) occasionally caused serious marital strife &

c) alienated members of my extended family

The funny thing about it is, I never shared the address with anyone. People actively searched me out, whether through Google-ing my name, or nosing around my website (there is no clear spot that says BLOG), or through word of mouth from others. I was happy with my anonymity; I was able to say the things here that I can’t say in real life. And amazingly, through the support of comments and emails, I discovered it was OKAY to think these things, and I’m not crazy for thinking them, and people in my situation would have handled it the EXACT SAME WAY. Or not.

But my point is, I DO have feelings, too. And when I come here to vent, or whine, or just LAUGH AT YOU, it’s perfectly unfair for people to take these things out of context and then use them against me. If I am in your space, then I will respect you. I will be nice. Because honestly, who wants to hear they’re being stupid? Seriously?

But here, we are in my space. And I will say what is on my mind here, because I can’t do that in regular life. If you venture here and disagree with me, say something! Post it! Blast me in front of the world! Because here, confrontation is OKAY. Here, you are protected by the laws of action & consequence. Yes, I may say something about you, but you have every right to defend yourself. State your side of the story and let the world decide. Here, I believe in complete and total FAIRNESS.

Because you can’t get that on the outside.

I guess this is the consequence of bearing your soul for all of cyberspace to see. But I refuse to change for anyone anymore. I have just as much right to say how I feel as the next person.



3 Responses to “Anonymity”

  1.   Jason Says:

    Your house. Your rules. No problems here.

  2.   Yoma Says:

    Hey, you’ve always spoken, yelled or carved into
    your bunkbed growing up what was on your mind, don’t stop now, even with me or you dad, we can handle it–

  3.   chip Says:

    If I can handle it, anyone can!