The connectedness of modern day adds a layer of complexity with which I struggle.

It's like this...
 
The internet gives you a couple dozen ways to express yourself.

Without the warning that one day you will grow up and change from who you were.  But whatever you put out there will still be there.

You don't know who your audience is.  You don't know when your employer may find what you wrote.  You don't know when a trusted company may turn and bite the hand you so willingly offered (I'M LOOKING AT YOU GOOGLE).

There is only so much editing a girl can do.  I can't curate how you see me.  I can't decide how you will feel about me.  I'm incredibly careful with how I present myself digitally but I refuse to worry anymore about it. 

Sometimes, I read blogs. Not very often, and not very consistently. But I do. And I think, 'Holy Hell, I could do this better... oh wait. I do have a blog! I just don't write in it! Because that would take follow through, dedication, a lack of a yammering inner critic who won't shut her damn pie hole. I digress.

If you are still reading, thank you. If you are still reading and hoping that I will write regularly, seriously THANK YOU. Light a candle for me, say a prayer that I will follow through this time.

xo

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