So yesterday, when I began writing, I began with the purpose of asking a question. There is a fellow blogger I have been following for a little while, probably in that creepy creeper way, because I am not certain she has read any of my stuff. She has blogged quite a bit about her relationship adventures and I have become quite curious.
So, dear Ms L or shall I call you D, since I barely know you, would you ever mix the worlds of blogging and dating? I am certainly not asking you out, because you live in Chicago and run and have a cat and it would never work. I am fairly certain that we are both better off not meeting in person and certainly not dating, even though I love crawling around the little pieces of your heart and mind that you share.
You come to the blogosphere and share so many little slivers of your romantic life And they really are just tiny slivers, but I am sure it comes with a sense of freedom, to vent all the anger and hurt and frustration as well as the overflowing joy and happiness into a completely separate world. I absolutely understand the joy of having a dreamed up world with real humans who share themselves openly without it backwashing into the real world.
However, I am sure there are at least a few people you know in the real world who are aware of your blog and have probably read at least a few bits and pieces. How do you deal with that little blurring of the lines? Have your romantic and blogging worlds ever collided?
I know these are brutally direct questions and you are more than welcome to never respond in any way. And I’ve even posted these as an open musing in the blogosphere because although your words, and the pieces of you I have seen between your words, make it more poignant for me, the questions really apply to everyone on here.
I for one, cannot imagine not sharing this slice of my life with a significant other. I’d certainly make sure she was significant first, but it certainly feels a little dangerous for me. I just really wonder where others in this community are on that topic. I would keep the drama out of it and never use this as a platform to sling some arrows and spew venom, but I’d feel like I was a liar if she didn’t know that I was an open e-book .