When I first started blogging at my old blog,the first thing I had to decide
I did some research and found some problems that writers had gotten into by blogging anonymously. (no, don’t remember any of them now, sorry,it’s been YEARS). Since I was writing a book, that eventually got published (just enough to buy me a few lunches and collect a whole lot of dust) I had no idea where my writing would take me and did not want to get into any of the trouble that had seemed to follow others who blogged open and honestly, but anonymously. It appears that when someone is too honest and they have a certain reputation, others don’t like the comments. Or .. as someone grows and changes and makes new choices, the old ones, anonymously posted on line can come back to haunt.
The advantages of blogging anonymously are great … family and friends can’t find you. I’m one of the ones who would have preferred that no one in my close personal circle read my blog. I’m not ashamed of anything I’ve posted, but it IS things that I rarely say in person. (ugh, can you imagine talking to someone who waxes poetic (so to speak) as I do … )
I have a friend whose blog I read that Is anonymous. She needs the support and she needs the comfort of having a child with autism, but does NOT want her family or friends to find it. She’s been much criticized in her close circle for ‘allowing those doctors to get ahold of her child and after all, all he needs is a good swift swat to the butt to straighten him out!’ with that mindset, she’s in desperate need of support that wouldn’t be coming if they knew.
I read a few blog posts a while back where a semi anonymous blogger was attacked rather visciously by her own mother and sisters as their family was ripped apart by a choice she made( one in her own best interest).
Those of us with children with special needs HAVE to take into consideration if our child would want their story out there. It came down to the final choices for me
While I didn’t WANT my family/friends reading it, I didn’t care in the long run.
My immediate family didn’t care.
And I knew that I’d eventually slip and put something real (a name, a birthday .. a fact of some kind) and my anonymous status would come crashing to a halt.
I’ve made the choice in this blog, to use initials rather than names, at least for now. My kids are now adults and while they still dont’ have a strong opinion, who knows how they’d feel if they were getting married?
I made the choice to reveal who I am ..and it was well thought out with both sides of the issue being looked at. The reasons no longer exist, I have no intention of a writing career (it was never MY dream but that of my parents and husband! and doing it for pay zapped all the joy out of it) but I do have a plan for a career in the mental health field ..sooooo being a bit more private makes a bit of sense. Do I want future clients finding the me who is here now who still has MUCH to work through before I ever sit in a chair with a client? Probably not. Just like a patient/client has the right to reveal information to the therapist as they feel comfortable, I have the same right.
Does anyone in the sphere of social media have the ‘right’ or ‘responsibiltiy to be open with their ID? How many people have made up an identity to begin with. My gosh! The doctor that caused the whole vaccine incident was well known and published false information in JAMA for goodness sake!
Anonymity has this weird way of exposing the truth. If they aren’t who they say they are (and I have seen that!) there is something that would give them away. Facts will be wrong … information old …things won’t add up. But anonymous or not, true knowlege shows .. so do we really have to know the name of someone blogging or tweeting, regardless of profession? Isn’t the fact enough? It isn’t Peer Reviewed journals for goodness sake! It’s BLOGSPHERE AND TWITTERVERSE!
People’s choices are their own and we, as humans have a duty to respect their choices for their own reasons.
That’s my take, few will read this and not everyone will know what triggered it. But that’s ok … because I wrote it to get it out of my system.