“Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.” -Oscar Wilde
It’s true, isn’t it? Provide someone with a mask of anonymity and it is amazing what they’ll tell you. We speak more freely when under the invisibility cloak of our username’s because there are no judgements for our words based on preconceptions about who we are. For this reason, we are able to divulge the most intimate details of our lives, and our most secretive thoughts. We have the ability to put ourselves out there and attract back people we can relate to, people who understand us at our core.
I am madly in love with this secret world of mine, because here I am free to be myself. I am free to express my thoughts and opinions without worrying about people who think they know me drawing incorrect conclusions.
You see, the irony between this secret online world and the “real world” is that the ones who truly know me are you, those of you who I choose to let into my head, and my heart. In this new age of always being connected by things like text messaging and Facebook, we’ve actually disconnected with one another. We spend so much time talking but no time really talking. It’s amazing how technology can both bring us so close together and yet push us so far apart.
As I’ve branched out into the bloggerverse, I feel as though I’ve lost some direction. I had lost my passion for expression, or maybe it was that I had nothing to passionately express. Perhaps it was that I simply couldn’t articulate my thoughts. I think they usually call that writer’s block, but in this case we’ll call it bloggers block.
That’s not entirely it, though. The honest truth is that it was a combination of that, and this: The more (incredible, amazing, fan-fucking-tastic) friends I’ve made through this wordy place, the more hesitant I am to write what it is I’m here to write. I’m afraid of offending someone or making a fool of myself by saying something stupid, afraid you’ll think differently of me. And, my fears are not completely unfounded. As you grow to respect and develop friendships with people, you start to care what they think of you and your decisions, and you start to care more about their decisions because you care about them, and so this world of blogging is a catch-22. We are anonymous until suddenly, we are not.
And so, I’ve decided to solve the problematic lack of passionate expression by starting a new, private blog, meant for those specific topics that I don’t want to post here. I’m still going to maintain Quarter For Her Thoughts, don’t worry about that. I’m just going to have this other place, sort of to myself.
Now, don’t go thinking that anyone has said anything to offend me, or that there’s anything I want to say about any of you- because that’s simply untrue. There are just so many eyes here, not just blog friends but real life friends and others whom I want to maintain a little more privacy from. I feel as though I’ve gotten a little lax with my anonymity and I want to have a bit more control over what I put out into the World Wide Web. That has more to do with it than anything.
All of that said, I may at some point allow some of you to read this separate blog. So, if you would like access, then please email me at email@example.com (or comment here) with your WordPress username and when -and if- I’m ready to allow readers, I will let you know.