Censored Self
I don’t tell many people about my blog. I don’t hide it, but it’s not something I openly share with everyone.
There’s no link from my facebook, occasionally a post will show up on my Twitter because I never remember I have my tumblr linked to Twitter until after I publish a post.
I don’t know why I don’t really tell people about it. I don’t really write about anything that is extraordinarily personal. Funny dating stories, things going in my life, work stories. All things I would share in normal conversation. But there is always something extremely personal in my introspective writing. Most people blog hoping their blogs will be read, and they write for their readers. Not me. I blog for myself, if I can entertain, or make someone else think about something through my writing, that’s an extra bonus. But I write to clear my head. To capture how I felt at a certain time in my life.
One of the guys I recently started talking to found my blog. I think I have a few friends who read my blog, but I didnt really know of anyone for sure before. Now I know, there will be someone who reads this. Kind of a weird feeling, but I’m going to try not to censor myself because of it.
Besides, anything I would write on here, I’m hoping I could say to this person anyway :p
