Is Your Blog ‘Personal’?


The fact of the matter is, I don’t think I would want my mother to read this blog.

I’ve talked to my mother about this blog, and about blogging, but she hasn’t expressed interest in reading it, and I have never offered to have her read it. I have written things here that she might not completely understand or might disapprove of, and, unknowingly, because I am writing into the bottomless void that is the internet, I have been very honest with myself here.

This means that if people from my everyday life were to find this blog, I would feel a little vulnerable and laid bare.

The reason I am writing this now is because somebody from my real life has found this blog. They kindly let me know they found it, and apologised for reading it because they knew I would be mortified. They assured me they didn’t read any further when they realised I might not like them to read, which I appreciated greatly.

I did feel a little shaky and suddenly not so comfortable.

It’s funny.

It’s like somebody found my personal diary. But this isn’t what I would call a personal diary.

I feel exposed and as though somebody has looked deeper inside my emotional exoskeleton. Which is an odd feeling to have because this is a public place so anybody, really, can see it. Except I am probably assuming that nobody I know will see it, therefore allowing myself a little more freedom of expression. Isn’t that peculiar? That I would tell complete strangers things I wouldn’t dream of telling people I know?

Obviously I removed a post. It was a post I was a little dubious about writing because it really did come from a deep, dark place inside me and I am not comfortable about having somebody I know come across that.

I guess this was a niggle for me. It still is a niggle for me. I contemplated changing my blog, but the reality of it is that I don’t really want to start a new blog. I like this blog. I have been blogging here for two years now, and the empty ‘New Post’ place has become a place of inspiration and literary brainstorming.

What do you think about privacy and being emotionally honest? Do you share your blog with your family and friends? Or do you do what I do, and keep it to yourself, as it is more ‘private’ (ironic since you’re posting on a public domain!)?

10 thoughts on “Is Your Blog ‘Personal’?

  1. Sometimes I wish I had started my blog anonymously and never told anyone about it. I always write honestly. But not ‘fully’. There are times I know I would write differently if my family and friends did not read. But, then again, I write because I want to share my thoughts and feelings and observations with my children, their children, their children, and beyond. So, it keeps me focused on the positive. And even when something is negative, I try to see and share what gets me through that. All in all, I feel a responsibility for what I write and that is what keeps me going in the direction I go. Not that millions read me and pay attention. But because I hope for a few to read me because they matter to me and it’s them I ultimately want to have see me through my words.

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    • It seems like there are parts of you that you don’t think about sharing with your family and friends, or certain members of your family and friends 🙂 I like the positive take on it, Colleen. I hope you keep on writing, and sharing your wisdom and knowledge with your family and with the world 🙂


  2. In my case, very few of my friends and family read my posts … one friend regularly reads and comments …another regularly reads … my wife and her sister read off and on – but seldom comment … otherwise, people that I physically know don’t read it. It used to bother me a little, but no longer.

    My style is personal. I am careful what I say, yet want to be authentic and truthful.

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  3. My blog, as I often say, is my journal but not in the strictest sense of the word. My sister and her boyfriend found it which is how they knew I was gay — and it turned out to be for the better, and my close friend J knows about it whom I willingly gave it up to. It’s ironic that it’s so public yet so private.


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