a meta-entry
I was looking back through some of my old posts, and - other than the obvious fact that I used to post a lot more than I do now - I realised that I rarely post about my feelings/emotions these days. There are several reasons for this.
Partially I'm continually paranoid about any of my students happening upon this journal. It's hard when you're a teacher to have any kind of online presence.
Partially I don't think people want to read about that stuff.
Partially it's because my inner life is probably quite boring to most other people.
Partially it seems pointless; I spend quite enough time in my head wrapped up in those feelings (largely dominated by varying degrees of self-loathing, if I'm honest) that I just don't feel like spewing them out even more on here. I've thought about it all so much and examined everything from every possible angle so much that I don't feel it would add anything.
Partially I'm continually paranoid about any of my students happening upon this journal. It's hard when you're a teacher to have any kind of online presence.
Partially I don't think people want to read about that stuff.
Partially it's because my inner life is probably quite boring to most other people.
Partially it seems pointless; I spend quite enough time in my head wrapped up in those feelings (largely dominated by varying degrees of self-loathing, if I'm honest) that I just don't feel like spewing them out even more on here. I've thought about it all so much and examined everything from every possible angle so much that I don't feel it would add anything.