I’ve blogged for a while in stealth mode. Created a second set of accounts on all social media platforms I use. Yes, I went through all the chores you go through when you don’t want to be found online; yet, you do hope to have some readers. Preferable strangers you’ll never meet in real life.
I lost interest. Not in writing but in hiding. It was just too complicated to have another set of social media accounts. Surprisingly, on Facebook, I ended up having more “friends” on my other account than I have on my real one. I added whoever asked me. But I engaged with less than a handful of people.
Eventually, I decided to stop the game of hiding online. I don’t think it’s worth the effort, nor the time.
But now, I have to deal with something else – the anxiety of sharing. The thought that maybe I’ll share too much with people who might know me in real life.
If you know me, can you do me a favor? Don’t read this blog. Knowing that would be of tremendous help to my self-expression freedom. 🙂 I’m joking, of course. The internet is free. The world is free and so are you. And so am I – free to write whatever I want on my blog.