...late 2005- I had an old Blog. I stopped using it when I moved back to Canada as my ex knew the address and started leaving rude comments on it. Apparently I also had WAY more free time as I used to Blog more often. Yesterday I was taking a break at school (read totally procrastinating on an assignment I'm hating) and I went back to check it out. I haven't looked at it since 2007, so it was kind of interesting to read back through and see a different view of myself in my mid 20s. It was interesting to read entries and realize how I wasn't being honest with the internet...some readers I actually knew and some total strangers...I was so desperately unhappy and struggling, my marriage was not a happy one and I was so lonely, and yet I couldn't really talk about it. I was lying to myself and to my Blog. I alluded to my obvious depression stemming from the loss of my step dad but I couldn't speak freely about my marriage. Perhaps that's why I didn't really tell friends about this Blog. G thinks I may have a Blog but hasn't asked further about it. And one thing I admire about other bloggers is there no filter, the way they just put it all out there. It seems so freeing. Yet at the Same time I worry. I wouldn't want to be responsible for hurting someones feelings-but I think I want to be more honest with myself and with others about stuff in my life. It seems more monumental than blabbing on about inane drivel which is all I contribute to Blogger most times.
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