|Roundstone Harbor at low tide, Ireland March 2020|
Last weekend, Spo the dear one, posted about courage and disclosing warts and all. We all have insecurities. Disclosure takes courage. Most of us worry too much about what others might think, and not enough about ourselves and our needs. We all have a public side, and a private side.
Blogging is a unique media. Sort of a public diary, yet even here we edit, we craft what we want people to see and think. There are things we long to talk about and don't. Some popular blogs appear to be more of an open book, but without getting to know the person behind the blog, do we really know if what we see, is all there is to the person? I have seen a few bloggers go very transparent, then disappear, maybe out of a fear that they had said to much.
What would be my short of list of things I don't write about? Dyslexia, the first grade, feelings about my late mother, regrets about my first marriage, one of my siblings, my impatience, fear of being left out, imposter feelings, growing up as a round peg in a very square hole, never taking a good enough photo, my disinterests, my social awkwardness, or my temper.
Many of these are issues I have spent decades working on, through, and with. I have learned a lot of coping skills. I have also learned how to accept myself. I still have warts, I still have insecurities, but for the most part I am happy with who I am.
We all have warts...as long as were happy that's all that matters.ReplyDelete
I had two bloggers a time ago email and ask why, as a gay single male I don't share more dating and sexual romp stories. I have let little things to be told, but very filtered...but I know I have many straight , swell ladies, and I don't want to scare them or turn them away. They reply but it's your blog why hide it? But from the start my blog was always about campy shit, drag queens, and part lifestyle blog.
Maybe I should start a after dark blog. XXX Marks the Spot?
A boy/girl needs some mysteryDelete
It is very much a public diary. While I do talk about personal matters it is of course filtered. I never talked about work when I was working, but two very astute former bloggers worked it out what my employment was, both who I have met and consider them friends. I also have a xxx blog but I haven't posted anything there for years. As for yourself, most of my readers are of my vintage and when I think I am pushing the boundaries, I remind myself, these are people around my age who grew up in the same times, in mostly similar societies. I am just warming up to the subject, so before I write too much, I will stop.ReplyDelete
My guess on your work would have been train or tram driver, and I think from reading the comments that is close, but not correct. After I retire I can write rants about some of the issues I have worked on over the years.Delete
I share a lot more than I expected/intended to share when I began my blog. It helps me to be more open with myself. On my good days, I am happy with who I’ve become and even with who I was. On my bad days, not so much. But much better than I used to be. I especially like the blogs where I believe the writers are sharing honestly, warts and all (as long as the warts aren’t racist, hateful, and cruel).ReplyDelete
We are works in progress, moving forwardDelete
I think the more we share the more we realize we are a lot alike and aren't so alone in the world. Sooner else has gone through, or is going through, the same things as everyone else.ReplyDelete
Very true, let me tell you about . . .Delete
Yes, we all have curated images in the blogosphere. For example, I am not NEARLY so sweet as I appear to be. HRH can back me up on this. So can My Rare One, come to think of it.ReplyDelete
I have been known to say a discouraging word.Delete
I used to be very candid on my blog and had a very "warts and all" approach to it, but I learned the hard way not to divulge so much about myself. I lost friends and have estranged family members and co-workers because of that approach. (Most of whom I did not know even knew about my blog, let alone read it.) I hate not being more open about my life, but it's a caution I feel I need to take. I would love to talk more openly about my relationships, family, job, heartbreaks, insecurities, struggles, health issues, and opinions, but I no longer feel safe to do so. Maybe I'll get more brave in retirement.ReplyDelete
I had a setback, from something I said on the blog, it was true, and the truth hurt.Delete