Yesterday I started writing a blog entry on my iPod. It was honest and sincere. But it was a bit of a rant. Possibly hurtful to some of my readers. Definitely open for misinterpretation.
Then I accidentally deleted it. When I realized what I had done, I was annoyed - so much thought! So much time! But the second thought was, Perhaps this is for the best.
Sometimes self-censorship is more difficult and humbling than honest vulnerability.
I have a feeling that some of these ideas may still find their way here, but if they do, they will be softer, gentler forms of the same thoughts. Ones that have gone through the wringer of silence and passed the mantle of offline conversations first.
Then I accidentally deleted it. When I realized what I had done, I was annoyed - so much thought! So much time! But the second thought was, Perhaps this is for the best.
Sometimes self-censorship is more difficult and humbling than honest vulnerability.
I have a feeling that some of these ideas may still find their way here, but if they do, they will be softer, gentler forms of the same thoughts. Ones that have gone through the wringer of silence and passed the mantle of offline conversations first.
Oooo, would I have been insulted? Write one where I will be insulted.
ReplyDeletehahahahahh Katie. hahaahahahahahaahahah that's hilarious. h ahahaahahh I can hear you saying it! hahahah (I should be in bed.) hahahaha
ReplyDeleteum, Fish - I actually get this. this has happened to me a few times and I end up being glad cos it gets lost in such a mysterious/fluky way that I figure I am probably better without it. like the (use of the) word 'mantle'.
Katie - You would not have been insulted. I will try sometime to insult you... No, I won't. But it will probably happen anyway...
ReplyDeleteJesskah - Yes to the losing of things that need to be lost. I give Jesus full credit for that (insulted, Katie?). And I nearly LAUGHED. OUT. LOUD. at your incontrollable-fatigue-laughter.