This sounds silly from someone having a personal blog, but I’m sometimes having a hard time writing personal things on my blog. How ironic, right? I think this fear stems from having written a mountain of incredibly cringey personal things in the first incarnations of my blog, having made very complicated social experiences in the past, and to some degree, from where I’m from.

I used to write literally just what I was thinking in my blog between 2005 and 2008 (and also before that, but on a web 1.0 website rather than a blog). This was a completely disorganized stream of consciousness ranging from everything I did or experienced, to media I consumed, on to reminiscing. I was definitely not careful in what I wrote, and I learned the hard way to not do that when someone at work discovered my personal website (I had posted to show off something I made for work) and e-mailed it to the whole company. Needless to say I panicked and immediately took it offline as I saw that e-mail, and it never felt safe again to me. Part of my personal blogging experience died that day. The next 20 years, I took the utmost care to never let my colleagues know of my personal websites, and I also took way more care to think about what I write.

Today, I’m generally way more respectful about people in my life, as well as about my professional life. I would never write about my partner, my relationship or my friends without their consent. Which makes it hard to be really personal, but on the other hand, those are not really things I particularly want to tell the whole world1 about, rather those are things I probably talk to my close friends about when I meet them in person.

So what’s the point of having a personal blog if you can’t or don’t want to be truly personal? I sometimes wonder about that myself. For me, it’s a nice outlet for things I feel passionate about to share, topics I think that should get more attention, stuff like that. It’s also a great outlet for an introverted, socially awkward person like me to feel a sense of communication. The old web was amazing for that, because it was easy to find like-minded people and fulfill some kind of social need that’s always been hard for me to fulfill in real life. For an introvert, I’m a surprisingly social person and I enjoy meeting people and getting to know new people. But despite that, I’m having an incredibly hard time to make real connections with people, because I’ve been burned so many times in my life. But this has also a lot to do with where I grew up – a small, insular village of people whose mindset is stuck in the 19th century. I was an outsider there and I was bullied in school. Add to that a highly complicated family with little support (a narcissistic mother and a co-dependent father), and you’re on your own. I’m thankful I had a lot of pets2 that I loved dearly as I grew up, and later I found ‘my’ people on the internet.

Having been bullied led to me growing up always worrying about what people think of me, and this is one of the reasons why I’m having a hard time expressing myself sometimes. In addition, as I get older, I tend to have very little energy to argue with people. I have lots of opinions that I technically could share, but I don’t want to get into arguments. That’s why for example, I tend to avoid writing about political topics and my personal opinions on them, even though there are some that definitely vex me immensely.

So to summarize: While I would love to write more, and contribute to the revival of personal blogs and websites, there are many reasons why I find it difficult to write truly personal things on the internet in such a public space. Either way, I’ll try to blog more whenever I think about interesting things that don’t fit into a toot.