I’m contemplating submerging my blog once again – disassociating it with the “real world” me – disconnecting my name from it. I’m not sure if it’s a good idea or not.
There’s a part of me that likes being transparent. I’m a pretty open book – those that find me on the internet can easily connect the dots between the various versions of me on social platforms – I have the same name everywhere – my real name.
There’s another part of me that wishes I could share more though – to tell stories about daily life, and complain bitterly and endlessly about everything and everybody. It would serve no useful purpose of course – but the idea of doing it is somehow attractive.
What if I became famous for the assumed identity though, rather than the real me? (har har – like this blog will ever become famous?!) – and what if I was outed by the press? There is a part of me that wonders if some of the people I know on the internet might be much closer friends if I wasn’t here as “me” – if I had at least the vestiges of anonymity surrounding my online existence.
I often read stories written by others – people I may never come to know in the real world – who’s name I may never know – and am jealous of the freedom anonymity affords them – but at the same time worry I might make a mistake should I attempt anything similar.
Being “me” is easy. Being somebody else would probably be incredibly difficult.