anonymity

In the past week, three people came to find out who I am…one of which I actually know personally.

(OO HATHY A BIGGGGGGG MWAAAAAAAAAAAH ;** 7AGG’HA CZ ZMAAAN 3ANHA OO I MISSED HER WAYED OO MA MEDANY I ACTUALLY HANG OUT WITH HER YOUM SHEFT’HA OO 6ABAT EB SOMEONE I DON’T LIKE OO I PROMISED HER I’D WRITE THIS GABL CHAM YOUM OO…..BAS ;Pp)


Elmohem,

how did my lack of anonymity make me feel?
Indifferent…


When I first started blogging, I was trying my best to hide my identity, revealing as little detail as possible about me without actually spoiling the fun of it. Little by little, the details came pouring out one by one, because I realized that there was no way I could really SPILL mn elgalb without them. Yet, here I am, almost a year later, realizing that, anonymous or not, I wouldn’t do it any other way and I wouldn’t want to do it any other way.

I realized that anonymity actually makes ZERO difference.

How do I know?

Because when these people found out who I am, I wasn’t upset or angry, and I didn’t feel like ”Oh my God, they know me now…lazem a5tefy oo asaker my blog forever and avoid being seen in public for the next lifetime”

What went through my mind was basically “They now know me…so what?”

I look at bloggers from outside the region and I realize that they use their full names and where they live and contact information and what not, and I realize that we’ve created this whole anonymity thing for ourselves.

Why?

Because we realized its a lot easier to speak our minds off in a society like ours from behind a mask, as long as we don’t do it infront of people.

We don’t stand up for ourselves infront of society.

And then I realized that I never really gave a crap about what people think as long as I know I’m doing nothing wrong…so why should I worry about this?


So what if people found out who I am?


Does that make me any less ĐǻñĎõøðñ?
Nope


Will that change what I talk about in my blog in any way?
Nope


Does that in any way make any difference to anything at all?

Hamm la2


I was a firm believer of the quote “Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth”

Until I realized that man can be himself whenever he wishes to be. It has nothing to do with the mask.

Don’t get me wrong, if I hadn’t started blogging anonymously, I probably never would’ve done it. But, for me, the mask gave me a head start…easing me into the transition of talking to a laptop screen to people I wouldn’t recognize if they passed by me at any given day.


But now I don’t need that mask anymore…

And I’m glad that I have enough courage to not need it anymore =)

So tell me,
Who else knows me? ;)


Yala leave a comment!!

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PS: comment moderation is on for a while…l2ana some of those rude anonymous commentators are back =S

PPS: I’m not really sure if I’m back or not LOL bs el7amdella things are becoming much better lately. No thanks to a special someone who’s helping me get through this by disconnecting me from my ugly world ;**

PPPS: loo tadroon shkether your emails and comments drew smiles across my face on those past few weeks, you wouldnt believe me. Wallah sometimes I'd open my blog just to read them 3shan I feel better. oo all you amazing amazing amazing people who emailed me....wallah I dont know how to thank you....I dont even know where to start ;**

PPPPS: did you miss me? I sure as hell missed every single one of you! ;)