I do a lot of moping on this blog, but really, I'm in a pretty decent emotional state. I consider myself pretty balanced and well-rounded. What I put up here are just the major things on my mind.
I do ask the question: am I writing to myself, or the great Anonymous? The great Dark of the Internet?
I'm writing to myself of course. I don't tell anyone about this blog, and I hope they never see it. Why put it online and not in a diary then? Childishness. All is done in a broad background hope that people will see it. I touched on this in an older post, I don't mind complete strangers reading up about my experiences but I dread someone I know, someone I may meet again soon, finding it.
I fear they may think differently of me.
I fear the opposite at the same time, that they might be worried for me and wish to talk about my personal problems, and I really don't like talking about my problems because I sound crazy. Well, less crazy, more pathetic.
Again, why the hell make it public. Psychosis I suppose, I'm just mental.
I'm totally trying to save face with this post, I just joined Google+ and someone is bound to stumble upon this blog sooner or later. Oh well.
It might be nice?
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