My daughter, Kristin, 21, poked fun at me last week for blogging. Mom, arent most bloggers, like, 15-years-old? But something more or less my blog grabbed her interest. In fact, a week later, she allied my weblog community.
Her first blog broadcast was a little tentative:
What's the saying? Don't knock it 'til you rock it (or something to that effect). consequently here goes...hmm.....this is hard...Because I am a tiny skeptical of who may be reading this I'll just begin out simple.
A blog (short for weblog) is an online diary or journal. Its a little unnerving to read out journal entries on a public blog, not knowing who may way in them.
The first week that I blogged, I shortened myself to death because I was anxious just about what people would think very nearly my real life. To other build up to my paranoia, others started posting remarks to my entries, so I knew people were out there . . . reading.
So, are blogs authenticated journals or not?
My first thought was no. Blogging seemed more bearing in mind a conversation subsequent to contacts than personal journaling. After all, personal journaling is all virtually recording private thoughts and blogs are public.
However, my thoughts not quite blogging are changing. A tiny at a time, I proclaim who I am through my blog. My blog posts are evolving into thoughts and observations more or less sparkle that I no longer self-edit. Its been a liberating experience.
In my personal journal, I write things that I know to be true nearly myself that I'm unable to space for one reason or another. past I'm curtains journaling, I tuck the journal in a drawer, put on my mask and go out into the world.
Not living thing real to who I in reality am causes every kinds of problems in my relationships. Further, if my behavior doesnt stock up taking into account my values, it keeps me from meeting important goals, growing spiritually and compromises my mammal and mental health.
Its important to save a personal journal for my eyes solitary I always will. But integrating some of the thoughts I photo album in my journal in imitation of my public blog is peeling away layers of self-consciousness and tentativeness.
I knew I was a true blogger in imitation of I re-read a blog read out and, then again of editing it, I thought, This is who I am, and, hey, Im okay!
My extra philosophy as a blogger is: The closer I can get to integrating my true self into my public self, the greater than before off I am. And, of course, Dont knock it til you rock it!
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