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do not be alarmed

I’m going to be doing something new and different around here and I don’t want you all to freak out or panic or get offended, yadda, yadda. I blog about a lot of things and I’m pretty much an open book, but somethings I like to keep private. I don’t talk about a lot of really personal stuff believe it or not. And I’m going through a particular journey right now that I need to journal but I just don’t want the world to know about. So I am going to password protect a few posts.

I know, from many years of blogging, that people freak out when posts get password protected. So don’t do that.

Or, if you do, that’s your problem.

Why bother posting anything then, you might be wondering. Well because a) I need to chronicle things and I like to have everything in one place and b) I need some support from friends, because I know I need the support. Obviously this means some people will have the password. I am going to be picky about whom I let into this part of my life. Some are already a part of it and some of you will be given the choice.

This isn’t a big secret and it’s not nefarious, it’s just something I don’t feel like sharing with the World Wide Web, you know?

That being said, I haven’t actually thought of a password yet, so don’t freak out if I haven’t sent you anything. =P

I wouldn’t normally post a warning post like this, but I have a feeling there will be gasps and hurt feelings if I just suddenly posted a password protected post.

So don’t freak out, ok? Family and close friends aren’t being shut out. It’s the rest of the internet that will be. heh (and not for everything!!)

1 comment to do not be alarmed

  • I hear you. I have so much crap going on right now, I have started several blogs on different accounts so I can journal without feeling like people that know me will be reading it, concerned or hurt by what I have to say. I have journaled since I was 12 (and I am in the process of transcribing those journals onto a blog too, names changed of course), and I have always been afraid that someone (particularly family) would read it someday (after I died some early tragic way…(sue me, I was a kid when I thought of this…LOL)), and then they would be hurt by my feelings at one particular moment.

    In high school, when I had an amazing crush on a boy that was out of my league (I believed), I wrote in my journal and then I would let him read it so he would understand me because I have always been better at expressing myself in written words, but I always made sure he understood that the reason I put the date and time on my posts is because that is how I felt at that moment not all the time. I am sure my mom would read my journal from when I was 12 and see me calling her a bitch and think I hated her my whole life, instead of just taking it into context.

    I still write in a hard copy journal I keep near my bed…the process of it is more therapeutic than just typing on the computer. I imagine at some point, it will get transcribed to a blog too (with names changed of course), but I like the process of handwriting my feelings. At times, journaling is the only thing that keeps me sane…lol.