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I'm wondering if perhaps I don't need to be a little less LJ friends-filter-happy when it comes to things that are actually important to me. It's quite likely that a lot of people on my LJ friends list think I'm someone almost entirely different than I actually am.
Generally when it comes to my proximal interactions (coworkers, fellow Thalians, whatever), I'm actually pretty transparent. I'm always baffled when people misunderstand me, because I'm really utterly lacking in guile or secretiveness of any kind. I'm just as likely to tell you how much I get paid as I am to tell you how much my poop weighed earlier, or whether I've ever been attracted to a woman or what my favorite thing is about![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
archmage_brian or why I don't want to have children or why I don't dye my hair. What's not to get?
The internet is often different. I have more privacy here, but it's not fair to use that privacy and then get upset when people don't know me as well as people who interact with me daily. I don't know why I'm so much more careful here. Is it just because it leaves a record? Or is this me living out some kind of bizarre fantasy in which I'm a great big damn mystery to everybody?
Bah. I dunno. But I do think that perhaps I'm too paranoid about sharing certain things. I just don't want people to think of me and think of my mother, or think of me and think of my odd sexual hangups, or think of me and think of my father, or think of me and think of my weird fears surrounding dependence and independence. I don't know what I want people to think of when they think of me, but I guess the array of public versus friend-locked versus "holy fuck what the hell only six people can read that" locked entries is a clue.
I'm always kicking up a fit about something. I'm always laughing at some silly thing. I love my partner. Someone else's misfortune is always pissing me off. What else is there, really? I guess the hidden stuff... that's just context, detail that you may not really need to know about after all.
Generally when it comes to my proximal interactions (coworkers, fellow Thalians, whatever), I'm actually pretty transparent. I'm always baffled when people misunderstand me, because I'm really utterly lacking in guile or secretiveness of any kind. I'm just as likely to tell you how much I get paid as I am to tell you how much my poop weighed earlier, or whether I've ever been attracted to a woman or what my favorite thing is about
archmage_brian or why I don't want to have children or why I don't dye my hair. What's not to get?The internet is often different. I have more privacy here, but it's not fair to use that privacy and then get upset when people don't know me as well as people who interact with me daily. I don't know why I'm so much more careful here. Is it just because it leaves a record? Or is this me living out some kind of bizarre fantasy in which I'm a great big damn mystery to everybody?
Bah. I dunno. But I do think that perhaps I'm too paranoid about sharing certain things. I just don't want people to think of me and think of my mother, or think of me and think of my odd sexual hangups, or think of me and think of my father, or think of me and think of my weird fears surrounding dependence and independence. I don't know what I want people to think of when they think of me, but I guess the array of public versus friend-locked versus "holy fuck what the hell only six people can read that" locked entries is a clue.
I'm always kicking up a fit about something. I'm always laughing at some silly thing. I love my partner. Someone else's misfortune is always pissing me off. What else is there, really? I guess the hidden stuff... that's just context, detail that you may not really need to know about after all.
