Woah, it’s been over 9 months since I first wrote this post about my secret blogging life.
Things have changed quite a bit since then!
As I mentioned in the original post, I was always so protective of my blog because I was afraid of being laughed at. I didn’t want people to read my blog and laugh at my vein photos of me in dresses and putting makeup on. When I first started blogging, I was in a job where it was a bit of an ongoing joke that I was a tomboy. Also that I used to be a man. Which I didn’t, FYI. Not like that’s anything wrong with it if I was. I’ve just always had ovaries and stuff and been pretty okay with that.
I have no idea where this idea came from, but for some reason, they thought that I wore cargo pants and trainers when not at work. The complete opposite of what I’m actually like.
They probably would have pissed my pants at photos of me looking like this:
Also can we please just take a moment to say RIP to this dress. It was one of my favourites and the zip is broken. It hangs dead in my closet because I am too sad to chuck it away. RIP DRESS.
I think I was very aware that my blog was shit when I first started. The design was pretty rubbish. I took tiny, unclear photos and made all my text central. BAD.
You can see how my blog has looked through the years in this post: Evolution of my blog. See, I wasn’t kidding, right? It started of wank, then got.. less wank. Back when I started blogging, it wasn’t so easy to find out how to get your blog looking decent.
I don’t know why I am trying to justify myself on this. Basically, I didn’t feel comfortable being open about my blog. So I wasn’t.
That’s my right. That’s your right, too.
I feel very strongly that you shouldn’t feel like you should tell others if you don’t want to. Also if anyone finds out about it and knows you want it kept private, they should respect that.
Although from my experience, you’d probably surprised at the reactions of people when they find out. Especially as you get older and people are less as of a dick than they were when they were younger.
How people reacted when they found out.
Some of my friends have known I blog since the start. My housemates and a few others. Most thought it was cool and would read from time to time. My old housemate’s boyfriend seemed to really love it.
At told my manager at work because I wanted a Saturday off to do a talk at WebWeWant fest. He didn’t know the site, exactly, but he said it was amazing that I was blogging. Before I told him, he knew I was doing something else outside of work but didn’t know what. He used to call me Batman because of how many plates I was spinning at once with a full-time job, blogging, and fitness.
Other colleagues at work knew I did something and called it my Secret Life. They thought I was on YouTube doing gameplay videos. I just said yes to anything to distract them.
Last boxing day, my Facebook schedule messed up and was posting Instagram photos to my main page instead of my Facebook page, then one of my colleagues saw and told everyone in a Whatsapp chat we were in. I was full of fear, but they didn’t really care. Apart from the girl that saw the Instagram post, the rest were guys and blogs aren’t even their things. Now they occasionally made jokes about having Internet friends and a digital life. Every time I have plans, they are like ‘Is it with you digital friends, Col?’ (they called me Colin), and I’m like ‘yes’. The end.
I’ve recently told my Mum about it and all she said was ‘as long as you’re socialising’. She’s worried that I’ll spend all my time cooped up in my flat not talking to anyone in real life! I don’t think she realises that now all my friends are other bloggers and my social life is much healthier now as I now actually have friends in Leeds. If it wasn’t for blogging, I’d only have my old housemate as all my other friends have now moved on!
I’ve had a cousin find my blog and send me a lovely message about how she thought it was great, which was very reassuring and I’ve recently told my sister-in-law.
Now I’m much less protective over it. I don’t go to great lengths to hide my blog. Although I don’t post about it on my public Facebook, I post photos at events with my blogging friends. I also have my blog URL in my Instagram bio, which many of my Facebook friends follow. A guy from work keeps talking about my Instgram and I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s been on my blog through it.
But you know what? I don’t care anymore.
It’s dead easy for anyone of my Facebook friends, that includes family and work colleagues, to find me on Instagram and see. It wouldn’t surprise me if some had! My blog also comes up if you Google my full name.
I’ve not had any bad experiences with people after they’ve found out. Not to my face, anyway. They either think it’s fantastic, or don’t really understand or care.
I think we get it built into our head that it’s this massive thing that people will be shocked at. That people will judge us for and even laugh. But it’s not a big deal at all. The amount of times I’ve felt worried that someone has found out, but then realised they actually don’t even care. It’s almost underwhelming at times! But nothing to be worried about.
I’d love to hear about what reactions you’ve had towards your blog. Do you keep it private or do people know about it?