"You can't please everyone,
but it's remarkably easy to piss everybody off."
I keep finding myself bumping up against an inner resistance every time I think about writing in this blog, because I keep thinking about all the ways it could be used against me. Like, what if I go to look for a job one day, and my prospective employer googles my name and comes up with my blog. If I have written about striving for good health, will he be suspicious that I don't already have good health? If I write about my political views and he disagrees with them, will he not hire me because of that? Or if I write about astrology (which is a very complex subject requiring fairly extensive education to even begin to master, although many would agree with my husband, who calls it "voodoo bullshit"), will he think I'm a wacko? Or will he just say, "That girl just runs her mouth too much. I don't think I want her around."
Or even worse, would he find it impossible to understand my humor and join so many people in the world for whom I have to wear a reversible sign saying, "Now I'm serious," and "Now I'm kidding?" (I'm British, you know. The wit is often too dry to come across in person, much less writing. Either that or I am really not very funny.)
Well, that employer would be wrong, but that's beside the point. Lots of people are wrong and are perfectly happy that way!
And never mind employers. What if just regular people decide they don't like me because of my opinions and crazy ideas? It's easy to say that I shouldn't care if people don't like me for who I am, but the fact of the matter is, I do care. (Now I'm serious.) There are a lot of people I genuinely love and care about who I know already question my, um, character? Intelligence? Sanity? Some of them are, I'm sure, convinced that the devil himself has sunk his talons deep into me. (Serious, actually.) And how about all the others? What if they won't let their children play with my children? (Joking, mostly.)
And in that vein, what if my slightly unconventional personality reflects badly on the one child more people associate with me than any other, Michaela? That would be sad. But, I suppose I have already alienated some people on the blog I write for Michaela. Hopefully they still love her.
It's such a conundrum. But I promise I will get off this fence and stop the self-censorship, for better or worse, in boredom and excitement.
Meanwhile, I see that there are people reading this blog. Is there anything you would like to hear about, or not hear about? Somebody please try to leave a comment so I can see if the comments work on this blog?
Thanks, and see you again soon.