In all the years I have blogged I have rarely written about my family. I didn’t even share photos of the girls when they were young. It somehow didn’t feel fair to write about them in a place where they didn’t spend much time and where their actions could be interpreted by others for good or ill depending on the quality of my writing.
When writing about work or family situations I developed the habit of abstracting the principles into “Isn’t it interesting that…” type of posts where I can hopefully help share insights and learning without compromising identity.
Even in terms of my own thoughts and actions though I have grown wary, and weary, of the opining that can be triggered on social media or even in comments on this blog. It is a fine line between valuable sharing in the interests of collective learning – and feeling exposed and scrutinised by people who don’t really know me.
I sometimes consider turning off the comments and likes on posts as they can be a constraint on my writing. But to do so runs counter to the shared understanding that was so much the attraction certainly of early blogging.
What do you reckon?