Blogging anonymously is something that I largely considered before starting my blog. There was something about the idea that seemed so appealing. That I could write about things that I wouldn’t want to share with my family and friends, things that only I should know about. I could write deep and meaningful posts without having to worry that someone out there would judge me. I mean, so many people probably do judge my content, but having someone you know judge you just feels a millions times worse. I contemplated about this idea for a good few weeks, not letting anyone influence my decision. I had blogged before and that was un-anonymously so everyone knew who I was and I felt rather awkward about it every time I posted. There was always that fear in the back of my head that someone from school was going to find it and think I was a freak. I didn’t want everyone I knew to know what I was thinking or what was close to my heart. I would feel like I was on display, and the information could be used as an advantage for any anyone seeking revenge. This was the main reason my first blog disappeared. I was too afraid.
After deciding that I was going to start another blog, this question keep haunting me. Was this blog going to be for my eyes only? or will I share it publically and risk being caught out by a fellow school chum? Last October (2014) I started my second blog, but it was anonymous and it was only for myself. The blog couldn’t be viewed by anyone else by me, it was sort of like my own little diary. I wrote in it everyday and posted about my what was happening in my life. But in a matter of time I found my life began to droop, there was so much stuff going on at home that my social life became one big black hole, and all I wrote about was the vast variety of films I watched that day. I decided to make a stand, to take charge of my life and really feel proud of something. This is when I decided to create my new blog. I used it as a way to distract myself from my home life, and focus on creating good worthwhile content. It made me want to get out of bed and do things; made me want to fill my schedule with blog-worthy material in order to satisfy what readers I had.
There is still something in the back of head that regrets putting my profile on public, I couldn’t bare it if anyone from school ever found out about it. My little space on the internet to share my stories would be destroyed. I would stop writing for myself and start writing for them, and that is something I never want to do. I started this blog for myself, and that’s how it will stay.
I only told a fair few people about my little internet space, and they are people who I would trust with my life. My best friends. I told people who I knew wouldn’t judge me on my content and only encourage me to write more. People I will cherish for a lifetime.
Keep doing what makes you happy.