"I’ve started and then stopped about 20 different blogs, mostly because I got worried about who might read what I was writing. I don’t want my family to find it but I’m afraid they will even if I don’t tell them about it. Do you censor yourself? Or do you just write and worry about it later? I have a lot to say and I really want to blog, but how?"
I know there are a lot of bloggers out there who lay it all out, good and bad, for the world to read and then pick apart, but I’m not one of them. Consequently, I’m far less interesting, but things that are not mine to tell, I avoid telling.
[Part of that is knowing that I’m socially brain dead; I don’t tell…but I also don’t ask. I’ve spent so many years being friends with the World’s Most Paranoid Person, knowing there are questions I just don’t ask because no answers will be forthcoming that not asking is the norm for me (he knows I blame him. I blame him for a lot; he’s easy to blame and he doesn’t mind taking the blame. He knows he’s incredibly hard to be friends with…which is good because he’s ruined my ability to navigate simple social situations.)
Ha, so there. Not censoring that.
Still…if you know me in person and wonder why the hell I don’t ask the questions most people ask, why I’m as quiet as I am, it’s the fault of the World’s Most Paranoid Person. I used to be a chatterbox; now I wait until answers are offered without the questions being asked.]
If I were going to start blogging all over again (which seems like a lot of work after nearly 10 years) and I wanted to talk about things I didn’t want people connecting to me… I’d probably blog anonymously, using pseudonyms other than “the Spouse Thingy” and “the Boy” for people in my life. I would imagine that would get awfully confusing after a while, but it would be a way around the little identifying details.
I don’t know any other way around it; if you want to blog without worrying about what family thinks, make up names and places. But I’m putting it out here in case someone else has a better idea, because my friends are pretty smart, even the most paranoid one.