Once upon a time when the internet used to screech every time I would connect. My mom would yell at me to get off the internet because she was waiting for a call, but I was eager to IM the boy I liked. Sometime in the early 2000s, I used to have an online private diary, and then an anonymous one so I could vent about life with other teens. When I became a mom, I started a Blogger account and kept that up for a couple of years, but life is busy and hard. My husband and I also kept a diary together where we would write back and forth to each other, that was so nice, loved diving into each others heads. Meanwhile, MySpace was going away and Facebook was popping, and Facebook became my public diary.
I have tons of books in which I have written my aches, wins, ups, downs, just all of my thoughts. I even have a diary somewhere on this very laptop. But I want a mixture of all of the social medias and my diaries. I want the TikTok, IG, FB, and diaries all in one. I am an open book to the world and only keep a few things close to my heart.
I will be copying and pasting old diary notes and uploading past FB and IG notes, and obviously continue dumping my thoughts moving forward. I want to leave a live journal for my favorite humans and the world. I have a fear that one day I won’t be here and all the stories in my head will just poof away.
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