Starting this Blog
I am a real person. I live on this planet, and I am a man. I am used to the internet, and I am quite well versed in using its potential. But I am also a human, with feelings and natural needs that every human man has.
Since my youth, from age 15, I wrote into a diary, keeping there my thoughts and inner feelings and experiences. This diary helped me to overcome many difficulties that I had in life, and it is now a great repository of my youth and of becoming an adult – in it are some answers to the questions on how I became the way I am, and what I am now.
The modern method of blogging allows such a diary to be placed in public, in the open view for everyone to see, but still remaining anonymous. I have started a blog a while ago, describing some events that I attend, some travel that I do, and some personal opinions. It is a public open – and non-anonymous manifestation of my public life, opened in the blog for anyone to see, to follow, and to dig into.
But I have resisted to opening myself in that public stage too much – after all, in that blog, I placed my name, my affiliation, and everything that is general public knowledge, and I did not want my inner world to be put on a public display.
However, as I kept thinking, it came into my mind that it might be actually an interesting experiment to publish inner thoughts of a human, which are usually kept private, into the open, for others to follow, to analyze, to discuss, and maybe to learn something about human nature and apply it to their own lives. It is of great pleasure and use for many people to read the diaries of others (once they are dead) – they reveal individual perspectives that can serve as piecing together the puzzle of human nature.
Lately, it happened once again that I fell in love. It happened just a few days ago, so I am still not quite sure what is actually going on. I see this now as a very good opportunity to start such a blog, focusing solely on the development of this love story. Since I would have written this stuff anyway, in my personal diary, it is not too much additional work for me. Writing this into a diary clears my mind a bit, allows me to bring order into events, to see through them, and to put things into perspective. Writing a diary has helped me a lot in the past – without my diary I would not have been able to face and overcome so many of my own inadequacies.
I am not trying to be an exhibitionist of my inner self – but I want to help others who are in a similar situation, by giving them an insight into the situation of someone else.
I am posting this here anonymously - please do not try to find out my identity. It is probably not difficult to find out who I am, but I would like to ask you to respect this my privacy. The reason why I post this story here is because I want to provide some insight into a human psyche, but I do not want to be identified by name.
So just read on as the story will develop.
Since my youth, from age 15, I wrote into a diary, keeping there my thoughts and inner feelings and experiences. This diary helped me to overcome many difficulties that I had in life, and it is now a great repository of my youth and of becoming an adult – in it are some answers to the questions on how I became the way I am, and what I am now.
The modern method of blogging allows such a diary to be placed in public, in the open view for everyone to see, but still remaining anonymous. I have started a blog a while ago, describing some events that I attend, some travel that I do, and some personal opinions. It is a public open – and non-anonymous manifestation of my public life, opened in the blog for anyone to see, to follow, and to dig into.
But I have resisted to opening myself in that public stage too much – after all, in that blog, I placed my name, my affiliation, and everything that is general public knowledge, and I did not want my inner world to be put on a public display.
However, as I kept thinking, it came into my mind that it might be actually an interesting experiment to publish inner thoughts of a human, which are usually kept private, into the open, for others to follow, to analyze, to discuss, and maybe to learn something about human nature and apply it to their own lives. It is of great pleasure and use for many people to read the diaries of others (once they are dead) – they reveal individual perspectives that can serve as piecing together the puzzle of human nature.
Lately, it happened once again that I fell in love. It happened just a few days ago, so I am still not quite sure what is actually going on. I see this now as a very good opportunity to start such a blog, focusing solely on the development of this love story. Since I would have written this stuff anyway, in my personal diary, it is not too much additional work for me. Writing this into a diary clears my mind a bit, allows me to bring order into events, to see through them, and to put things into perspective. Writing a diary has helped me a lot in the past – without my diary I would not have been able to face and overcome so many of my own inadequacies.
I am not trying to be an exhibitionist of my inner self – but I want to help others who are in a similar situation, by giving them an insight into the situation of someone else.
I am posting this here anonymously - please do not try to find out my identity. It is probably not difficult to find out who I am, but I would like to ask you to respect this my privacy. The reason why I post this story here is because I want to provide some insight into a human psyche, but I do not want to be identified by name.
So just read on as the story will develop.
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