I remember the first blog I ever had. Oh man, I was so honest in it, I maintained it like crazy at first and then..... the comments came. Oh how they came. Everyone had something to say about the things that you are sharing and at some point I think I was just done. So I stopped sharing and just let the blog kinda fade away.
Now that I'm trying to get into this whole blogging thing again, I'm finding myself a little stuck. I feel like I can't be as open anymore and be honest about things that are actually going on in my life because once it's out there, that's it. It's open for everyone to see. So if I complain about something, or if I rant about a hard day, then I'm liable for the things I say. I don't want to be one of those people you read in the news who got fired over something she posted on Facebook, or get in trouble over a Tweet. I want to share, but when you're afraid of the consequences, exactly how much of yourself can you share?
Sometimes I look at people's pictures and get very afraid for them. Especially high school college students who are posting semi-inappropriate pictures on Facebook, it's scary. If you're looking into an internship or a job, those are the kind of things that you have to watch now, because possible employers can have a look at those pictures, decide then and there that you are not appropriate for the job (even if you might be), make a snap decision about your character, and you lose out on an opportunity. It's a scary thing that is all too possible in the age of the internet.
So back to my blog. I feel myself shrinking away from it sometimes. And I am glaringly aware that the more I try and censor myself, the less zing I have, and the less interesting my writings become. It's hard to be creative and write when you;re in this perpetual fear of "Can this come back to bite me in the ass? Can I get in trouble for this? Deported? Fired?" You can;t be creative when you're in fear.
*Sigh* .......
Now that I'm trying to get into this whole blogging thing again, I'm finding myself a little stuck. I feel like I can't be as open anymore and be honest about things that are actually going on in my life because once it's out there, that's it. It's open for everyone to see. So if I complain about something, or if I rant about a hard day, then I'm liable for the things I say. I don't want to be one of those people you read in the news who got fired over something she posted on Facebook, or get in trouble over a Tweet. I want to share, but when you're afraid of the consequences, exactly how much of yourself can you share?
Sometimes I look at people's pictures and get very afraid for them. Especially high school college students who are posting semi-inappropriate pictures on Facebook, it's scary. If you're looking into an internship or a job, those are the kind of things that you have to watch now, because possible employers can have a look at those pictures, decide then and there that you are not appropriate for the job (even if you might be), make a snap decision about your character, and you lose out on an opportunity. It's a scary thing that is all too possible in the age of the internet.
So back to my blog. I feel myself shrinking away from it sometimes. And I am glaringly aware that the more I try and censor myself, the less zing I have, and the less interesting my writings become. It's hard to be creative and write when you;re in this perpetual fear of "Can this come back to bite me in the ass? Can I get in trouble for this? Deported? Fired?" You can;t be creative when you're in fear.
*Sigh* .......
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