Its sometimes really difficult to write a Blog, as I’ve since discovered. I know its supposed to be like a diary, but then, diaries are supposed to be private. There are just some things that I do not want people to know (about personal relationships and other people, for example), or at least, do not want most people to be made aware of in public.
I faced this dilemma right at the onset, and decided the only way around this, was to write only about myself. My feelings, my everyday activities (within reason!); and my outlook on people in general and on life. But to hold back on my feelings and opinions about other people; at least, should these be intimate, to make sure such people were not identifiable.
This I have done, and I like to think I have kept true to my original decision.
Having said this, I decided at the onset to answer peoples’ questions about anything I had written here, but not questions about past (or present) relationships I may have had, or to allow ‘past sensationalism’ connected with myself (such as allegations solely designed to capitalise upon my name) to ‘creep’ in here. Anyone reading this regularly, will be aware that I have done just this; and only had to be ‘strict’ with one or two people (such as Janice, for example, who now seems to have got the massage – deliberate pun, sorry!) who have other motivations in mind.
Which reminds me (and probably what prompted me to think of this), I have already been approached by sensational newspaper asking what I had ‘planned for Halloween again’. I merely replied that I could not go anywhere, or do anything, at the moment because I’d hurt my foot! Don’t think that is what they wanted to hear, so I don’t think we’ll see that in print!
But getting back to my Blog, it really is difficult to disclose personal things sometimes. It REALLY is not easy. But at least I took the challenge, so I don’t really regret anything.
Looking back, I really don’t know how Samuel Peeps (yes, I know, sure I’ve spelt that wrong, but can’t be bothered to look it up) managed it. But then I suppose he had no idea it was about to be read by all the moment he wrote it!
So, I suppose I shouldn’t complain about it!