tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26430351.post1723807580000062661..comments2023-10-31T07:23:10.971-04:00Comments on dame: Privacythe damehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12198483122054652116noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26430351.post-15467686129811953732012-10-23T05:29:01.367-04:002012-10-23T05:29:01.367-04:00and what if the stuff you want to write down isn&#...and what if the stuff you want to write down isn't worth talking about? What if it's a bunch of drivel? :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26430351.post-43356342594047991102012-07-22T00:25:30.066-04:002012-07-22T00:25:30.066-04:00Thank you for sharing this with me. It has allowed...Thank you for sharing this with me. It has allowed me to catch up with some of the parts I missed without you having to re-live them through telling me.<br /><br />As someone who keeps a private journal (as you know), the way I see it is you write for yourself first. I can say exactly what I want, about whatever I am feeling, and I don't have to worry about it being found. It is mine, after all.<br /><br />Via FaceSpace and Twitter, we already lead public lives, we let so many into our heads. It's only fair you save something for yourself.gOnZoRiFFiChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08236748506041628271noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26430351.post-47280773703584035342012-07-10T15:40:18.625-04:002012-07-10T15:40:18.625-04:00Oh, hon. I'm glad to see you writing, but I k...Oh, hon. I'm glad to see you writing, but I know the pain and frustration of what you're talking about. <br /><br />My blog's been outed a few times -- as I think you know -- but the first time, at my old church not "Maybe Church" -- was similar to what you've experienced with this stranger in your town. Random people at this church whom I didn't know would come up to me and talk to me AS IF they knew me, all because of the blog. It weirded me out, you know, because they knew me better online than they did in real life. They never chose to get to know me BEFORE the blog, but suddenly, I was all kinds of fascinating to them, I guess. Still, they continued to choose knowing me online to knowing me in person and that felt like a weird social violation of sorts. It was .... I don't know .... oogie. <br /><br />This all happened before you and I ever met online. It was my very first blog with a different name and the oddness of these non-connection connections eventually forced me to move that blog entirely and just send out an email to the people I wanted to move with me to the new blog.<br /><br />I'm not saying this is something you have to do. I'm simply saying it's something that worked for me at that time. It IS strange but true that strangers who read your blog AND see you in person do feel like they know you, but they don't know YOU. Not the entirety of you. They know pieces of you, snippets of you, but it feels oddly voyeuristic, doesn't it? I have no problems with people who don't inhabit my personal geography reading my blog. Then it does feel anonymous. And I would have no problem if there were family/friends who read my blog who -- key -- wouldn't freak out about some of the things I write. (That's why I don't tell family/friends.) But it's that middle ground of "I know you but I don't know you" where it starts to feel really uncomfortable and stifling. You stop being yourself when you write and that destroys, really, the essence of the writing and the very reason TO write in the first place. <br /><br />After the Maybe Church debacle, I became very good at banning various IP addresses from even being able to see the blog. Also an option, but you need a good blog hosting service that allows you to do this.<br /><br />That said, I'm always glad to see anything and everything you write, Marisa, and I'm sorry the blog has turned into such a struggle. That's not how it's meant to be.<br /><br />Let me know if there's anything I can do to help.traceyhttp://palepage.comnoreply@blogger.com