I have so much to share - my life has been overflowing lately - a confusing blend of joy and fear, awkwardness and adventure, tremendous personal growth and angry poetry scrawled in microscopic print. I hope to do a lot of sharing over the holidays, and I'm happy to announce I am only taking 14 credit hours next semester! (As opposed to the 18 credit hours that is my norm.)
A post I was reading made me think about blogging, and how it has shaped me. The post asked about times when people are one way online, and another way in real life. How is that possible?
Shielded
I hid deep inside myself
Afraid of judgement
of disapproval
of never being enough
A flick of a switch
A different person emerged
Distance through a keyboard
Freedom to be me
Over five years after I began blogging, I am shocked to see that the person I presented on my blog was not an act, not a way to camoflauge the real me... the strong person I portrayed, so different from the timid awkward person I presented to the real world, was my real identity. My camoflauge was not the keyboard and the monitor, but the timidity and awkwardness that hid my inner strength!
A post I was reading made me think about blogging, and how it has shaped me. The post asked about times when people are one way online, and another way in real life. How is that possible?
Shielded
I hid deep inside myself
Afraid of judgement
of disapproval
of never being enough
A flick of a switch
A different person emerged
Distance through a keyboard
Freedom to be me
Over five years after I began blogging, I am shocked to see that the person I presented on my blog was not an act, not a way to camoflauge the real me... the strong person I portrayed, so different from the timid awkward person I presented to the real world, was my real identity. My camoflauge was not the keyboard and the monitor, but the timidity and awkwardness that hid my inner strength!
1 comment:
Hey Jana!! I'm so touched you read my blog and responded.
I think it's remarkable how you made a special, beautiful poem as a result of online experience. Proof like your poem shows social media makes the innate desire humans have to connect tangible. Cool idea it's not a mask many hide behind.
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