This blog began for me during a very low point. I was blogging on my MySpace page but discovered that I had a lot of emotions brewing around that I wasn't completely comfortable having a classmate from high school reading, or more importantly, my sister or my husband. So, I started this blog. And *gasp* made up a fake name.
OK, so some of you know who I am. Whatever.
But, now I've kind of made some cool cyber friends, fellow bloggers, bloggees, what have you.
I originally intended to have this be a completely anonymous blog where I could rant like Dooce, but hide behind a fake name. Well, I don't think that's working.
1. If I only come here to complain, that kind of limits my readership (you guys probably think I'm just a whiny baby)
2. Some of the things that cause stress (house, husband, MIL) also cause joy, and then I'm afraid to get into too many details for fear of exposing 'the real me.'
3. I never want to post pictures because someone might recognize me/my house/my dog/whatever.
So, my three semi-loyal readers (and an unknown amount of lurkers), what should I do?
I have another blog that I update periodically with house stuff and house stuff only. Should I kill this pseudo diary and start over? Should I keep this, and just change it to my real name (which is sadly obvious, if you just look around)? Or continue as such with my life segmented into the good and the bad?
How do you cope? What happens when something in your life triggers you to write but you fear for who may see it?
