I’m technically anonymous and the vast majority of you, my readers, have no idea who I am, what I do for a living, etc. There are, however, some people in my life who know about this blog. Most of them don’t read it, at least not regularly. But a few do. And most importantly, the men I date don’t know about it. So I shouldn’t have any trouble just telling you everything that’s ever happened and everything that’s happening now. I should just let it all hang out. Right?
Well, it’s not that simple. I just don’t feel comfortable doing that. It seems indecent to say certain things. To betray some confidences. Sure, the lines I’m seeing only exist in my head and they tend to move forward and backwards as I get deeper into this blogging experience, but there are lines that I don’t feel comfortable crossing.
As I sat down to write yesterday’s post, I started with a set of 5 funny stories. And then it hit me. A couple of those stories happened with men who I had actual relationships with. Not necessarily good relationships (in fact, they both ended up being written about as liars, months ago- to find those just search for “lies”), but relationships nonetheless. And when it comes down to it, I don’t feel comfortable sharing the super-intimate/sexual details of what happens between me and the men I have real relationships with. Maybe this will change in the future and I’ll start to disclose more nitty gritty sexual details on my blog as time goes on. But for now, it’s just something I can’t do. Not about someone I once had feelings for.
In yesterday’s comments, derek7272 said something about not telling guys about the blog because I’ll write about the one time they were bad in bed. Well, there are lots of reasons to not tell guys about this blog, the main one being it will affect how they see/treat me. When I meet someone I really like I will tell him (eventually) and hope that it won’t damage our relationship. But I won’t have written anything specific about his sexual prowess. That’s just not something I’m going to do. Only the superlosers who got tossed out with the trash get that honor.
Which leads me to these two random facts. 1) I had a story similar FitDarcie’s that I didn’t feel comfortable telling. 2) Last night did not go well. Not well at all. I am not sure how much I want to say about that yet as I’m still not sure whether I intend on giving The Musician another chance. If I do, then I will withhold details until I know whether or not anything ever really happens between us. If something does – you don’t get the juicy details.
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