Bloggin' in my Noggin

In Gay Bloggers on Tribe.net today, we are discussing a fellow blogger who recently quit his blog because someone was hurt by something he said. It rang home pretty true to me. I’ve been down that road before.

If you’ve perused my blog anytime before, you know that from 1997-1998, I kept an online journal. I started it when I was getting ready to move to Chicago and I let it chronicle pretty much everything that happened to me from the time I found out about the job and the move to the actual move into the city, to my adjusting to life there. I probably didn’t even put that much thought into it then, but reading it now, it’s interesting to see what was going on in my head at the time. Even though it was only a 6 years ago, I was in such a different place than I am now… a very different mindset.

I stopped posting to the journal because someone I cared about was upset about something I had posted. I realized that I was venting TOO much of my emotions. I was being mean. I was expressing anger through my words. When it got back to me that those words really hurt someone, I stopped.

I didn’t do any type of journal until I started my blog just this past month. The pages of my old journal are linked on my blog now. I find them fascinating and read them from time to time– maybe to recapture some sort of “Newness” that life had back then, or maybe to remember some of the really good times I had. (Oddly enough, sometimes I have a hard time remembering people and details. Time does march on.)

I want this blog to be more about me than the old journal was. That was essentially just a diary without “Dear Diary” before every posting. I like the blog concept because you can really share yourself more– your likes and dislikes, your fears and your joys, and of course, the funny, crazy moments in life. I hope that nobody ever gets hurt by anything I say here… as that’s never the intention. But a wise woman once said, “Fuck ’em if they can’t take a joke”…

Or just fuck ’em… that would be nice too…

If you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go wash out my potty mouth and go to bed now. Gnite.

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