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My block

The other day, I had someone say to me - 'What's with your blog? - It's weak.'  I know it's weak.  I know I avoid it like the plague and never actually sit down to do anything about it.  There are probably a few reasons for this...
A little over a month ago, I found out that two of my exes read this blog that I didn't know knew about it.  Knowing one of them in particular reads, makes it even harder to sit down and write about things that are going on in my life.  I run my own business from home so I don't have a lot of outside influences to inspire what I write about. In turn, this blog has always been very personal.  It's not like I can write about the little things like what happened on my way to work today or a conversation I have with a co-worker.  There is no office and there are no co-workers.  My life pretty much consists of Wayne, me, myself & I (not to mention the little guy I'm sharing my body with at the moment).  I'm not complaining mind you, but it doesn't leave much in the way of anecdotes to fill my blog entries with.  With this blog always being so very personal - knowing that my exes read it makes me feel a bit exposed.  Crazy right??  I mean this is a public blog on the world wide web!  Most of the people who read it are strangers - so why is it that knowing people who actually know me read it would make me feel so exposed??  I just can't explain it, but it's given me a block and I miss having the outlet of this blog.  In 3 months time, I'm going to have a baby.  I have a lot on my mind every day and countless things to write about, but it's just not easy sharing such personal topics with people who I used to share my like with, but don't any more. Am I making any sense at all?  Maybe I just need to get over it - I just wish I knew how to.

Comments

Tara said…
You could make it so only people with a password could read certain entries. A few of the blogs I read do that for the same reason.
I hope all is well. Take care!

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