Oct 14, 2001 12:17
I've been thinking (and not about my paper, sadly).
My journal is my outlet. It's the place I don't need walls. Or it was.
But there have been several people reading it lately, who I don't know if I want to see my soul. Perhaps they don't understand me. Perhaps they understand me too well. In any case, they aren't supposed to be part of my livejournal community.
My livejournal community consists of certain people I met last year and sat on a certain roof with and who understand my soul. Not my life, not my mind, but my soul.
And there are certain people that don't.
And I know that I have been saying that my life is an open book.
And it is.
But I don't want my soul to be.
So I have been thinking about cutting down my friends list so that I can post some (not all) entries for my community. For those who know my soul.
This does not make any of you any less my friend.
It just means you know a different side of me.
And I don't want to have to put up my walls again.
Because bearing my soul is important to me.
But too many people looking
Is just too painful.
Don't be offended.
Or, if you are,
Try to understand.
Thanks.
depression,
flist cuts,
livejournal