It’s recently come to my attention that people that know me outside the internet have found my safe haven. I’m not quite sure what to think of that. There’s a lot that I post here that I haven’t told them, things here that I would be afriad to say, and things here that I really don’t want to say to them. A lot of my friends are extremely understanding, and I wouldn’t have a problem with them reading what I write and think and feel. But there are others, who I sometimes feel like I have to hide from, who may judge, condescend and question. I’m not sure that I’m ready for that.
I can’t really do anything about at this juncture. I don’t want to move this blog or restrict access. I’ve found plenty of awesome feminist and feminist allies here on the internet, and I love that they can come here and I can go to their space too. I suppose then my solution, for now, is just to let the chips fall where they may. If it becomes a problem, I’ll be sure to notify anyone that wishes to follow me to somewhere new. If it does not become an issue, then look forward to more posts. I promised myself when I started this blog that I would not censor myself. It’s days like these that those promises are tested.