I used to blog way back in the day, for a couple of years, and I loved it. It's an awesome way to do some of my favorite things: write, provide commentary on social and pop culture issues (on which I've deemed my opinion to be of value) and talk about myself. The problem with the old blog is that I always end up mixing personal issues in with my commentaries on everything else, and it became really difficult to decide where to draw the line with anonymity, and how to respectfully relate stories about my everyday situations without offending anyone, and who of my personal acquaintances to tell that I had a blog, etc. And it turns out I wasn't paranoid either, because I did get stalked, on at least one unpleasant occasion.
But I really miss writing casually and letting people read it, and I've seen other bloggers who've also straddled the icky line between anonymity and honesty and who have sometimes been outed, SOMETIMES even after talking about their STDs (sorry, no such itchy excitement to be found here) but I think I'll just have to do my best.
It all comes down to Gossip Girl, honestly. My love for that show and my need to analyze and talk about it daily is basically to blame for this. But at least in this case, the trashily scandalous Upper East Side ends justify the at-least-I'm-trying-to-write-regularly means.
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