Even though my blog is *anonymous* for the most part, my close friends, some blog buddies and close family know about it, but also know my full name and face. I’m not super protective of my anonymity, but don’t necessarily want the casual reader who stumbled upon my blog to know who I am. I’ve covered some serious (to me) topics of my feelings and break-ups and dating. In my early posts, I had been very frank and open about my true feelings (mostly hurt and anger) because the blog was a great outlet for me to just spew my unfiltered mental anguish in a semi-anonymous way. I am very thrilled, though, that I have either become FB friends or met in real life fellow bloggers and learned more about their lives and who they actually are, beyond just words. And I heart them all as they are phenomenal people, with infinitely more depth than what appears in their blogs.
I’m pretty open with the fact that I have a blog, but don’t tell everyone what the blog is called or how to find it. Pretty much if I want you to be able to read it, you’ll know how to find it. Even when I was still on the dating sites, I mentioned it in my profile that I have a blog. I’m sure anyone noting that fact believed that it was a blog about my online dating adventures and that is partly true. Only one guy on OkCupid straight out asked me what I blogged about. I was honest. I told him that it started out as a dating blog, but evolved into a place for me to talk about whatever was on my mind. He thought that sounded cool, but still didn’t press me to tell him what it was and I was thankful of that.
I’ve talked to St. Elmo about my blog and told him that I write about him, but use a nickname. [for those of you who may have learned his real name via FB, you can prob figure out why I chose that nickname :)] He asked me what I nicknamed him, but then immediately recanted the request and told me not to tell him. He also said that he wants to, but doesn’t want to read the blog. I told him that one day I’ll let him read it, but I’m not there yet. I’m not ready for him to read about all the heartache and anger I had (he knows the basic 30-second story of what happened with CDB). He’s fine with waiting. There are entries that I think he’d like – the ones that don’t talk about him, the ones about running or other random things. I’ve thought about just copying and pasting some of the text into an email and sending it to him, but I figure one day, when I let him read the blog, if he does, he’ll see them then.
By the way, he’s totally cool with me blogging about him…so yay, I certainly will 🙂