Scary, that word social.

Social: pertaining to, devoted to, or characterized by friendly companionship or relations.

Recluse: a person who lives in seclusion or apart from society.

See the problem here? So while I can spend all day running around the web anonymously for the most part and even post my blogs with my very personal painful struggles, this whole social idea has me stressing out. I think part of it is my natural tendency to always let people come to me (and given my background that’s probably perfectly natural for me) but also it feels like a huge risk for possible rejection, scorn, abuse, you name it. Just posting my sad little blog where an occasional person might happen on it is one thing, putting it out there for criticism is quite something else.

So Bean, using the word exposure was perfect, because I feel darn right naked now! On the other hand, I can see my therapist thanking you for instructing me to do just that

Here’s to hoping it won’t be as bad as I’m imagining it could be. I realize that most will only know me as Sliloh, some girl with really crazy hair (according to my avatar), but any bad feedback will be coming to the real person behind that facade. I hope she’s strong enough to handle it.

For the most part I’ve left my name off everything, and usually my city too, I’ve included no im identities, certainly no phone number. If someone wants to come torture me for writing an exceptionally bad blog they’ll have to look a little harder to do it (but not much harder). Hold on while I lock the door…..