This conversation has been stuck in my head for well over a week now. I said something completely normal and everyday on Twitter and this is the response I got from a friend:
When I first started blogging, I thought about being “anonymous” or making up a personality that wasn’t mine. At the time it felt like that might be fun. It would be like fiction meets real life.
Lots of other people do it — in fact, I read a lot of sites that do. They have online personas that are similar to their real selves, but different. Some do it on purpose and others do it without realizing it. I don’t really care either way because they’re free to do whatever they wish.
I don’t remember exactly what I thought doing this would lead to, but luckily I decided against it.
What you see, friends, is what you get.
I’m simply ME.
I would like to be a lot of things: rich from blogging, crazy-hilarious, wildly opinionated, a mom who makes handmade gifts and bakes, an internet superstar… but why?
Is that a good answer?
Trying to be those things or become those things would be exhausting. Mostly it would be exhausting because it’s not who I am at my core.
I’m very normal. I’m not rich, not poor. I’m not crazy-hilarious, but I am mildly witty.
I’m wildly opinionated in my own head. But I’m fearful of being wildly opinionated on my site and on Twitter because I just don’t! Yes, I censor myself. I don’t like it but I do it. In that same vein, I don’t tell everything. There is a lot about my life that people don’t know and likely never will. Some things ARE sacred.
I’m not an internet superstar. Even if sometimes I wish I were more awesome, there’s a lot of pressure associated with that.
I like who I am — a very average, understated, funny, serious, clever, bright, caring, inclusive people-pleaser. I cuss too much. I’m scared of the dark. I’m a social liberal and a fiscal conservative. I’m not crafty and hate baking. My Southern twang is thick and out of place in most circles up here in Dunwoody.
But I aim to stay true to myself, no matter how boring that may seem. I hope you like what you see, because it’s all I’ve got.