Yes, I seem to have been abandoning my Journal. I didn't mean for it to happen, just kind of did. I protested for years, but now I have to admit that I really like Facebook. I'm constantly connected to friends and family I rarely see, as well as those I see all of the time. It's integrated into my phone, and I love it. I barely touch the laptop anymore, I've got everything in my pocket. Not just FB, but Twitter and Celicatech.com. I can access the CTech forums from anywhere. I got real-time updates from Dave Mustaine as Megadeth recorded their upcoming album. It's amazing. I'm still the internet junky I was at 13 I guess, I just got tired of sitting at the desk. A whole new world opened up with this damn phone.
Which brings out a peculiar problem I never really realized until now. It isn't like I'm alone, but the truth of it has never hit me like this. The internet is a mask, a place where I say what I truly think and feel. This real-life integration changes everything.
I guess there's a good reason I've kept this journal a secret from those I know IRL for so long. There are people who simply don't need to hear many things about me. My nephew is a friend on FB, what would he have felt reading this the last three years? His Uncle welcoming death and drowning himself in alcohol? It'd haunt him forever.
Here I am free. Everywhere else, I really can't be. So this journal will always remain, but it has it's own purpose. I just hope I can remember to record the good, not just the bad.
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