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Safe Blogging

The one thing I have learnt since I began having a blog on the internet is, Anonymity is Key.

I know that sometimes you can use the blog as an excuse for freedom of speech and for letting your thoughts and feelings flow freely. But at the same time, people must realise that at the end of the day these "intimate and private thoughts" can be read by all walks of life on the net. Even when you think it is not read by anyone, believe you me, someday, somewhere, somehow, someone is bound to trip over it when they're doing their research or surfing.

That's one of the reasons why whenever I do put in my thoughts, however "raw" they may be, I do not put in specifics. I don't put in full/real names, I don't put in the full story and I do not share my blog page with anyone other than close friends and family (and I mean REALLY CLOSE). That's why sometimes I even forget what was it that I wrote about. I mean, have you ever tried Googling yourself? Okay, it is majorly lame to do that but it's not to blow your own horn. It's just so that you will know that you can be found! No matter how anonymous and incognito you want to be on the web.

I try to be VERY careful to seperate my work life and my personal life as much as I can. I do that in real life because I just do not trust people that easily. For example, in Facebook; I do not add colleagues (or even if I do; Gosh their access to my profile is so limited they don't even know if I'm alive or dead!). Usually, if I were to add any of my colleagues, they'd be the Sayonaras - ex-colleagues. And when it comes to wall posts and status updates - I stay away from putting status updates on days when I'm on medical leave especially, and no wall posts or comments on work WHATSOEVER! I also rarely add relatives but if I do; restricted access. On Twitter; I put my updates on private and I treat it as carefully as my blog - as much as possible NO SPECIFICS!

The reason I'm writing this is, I've seen cases where people's lives are ruined and they lose jobs and livelihood. All for the sake of being in the now and being known/popular. My thoughts on this, don't be stupid! Don't go around your blog or Facebook washing your dirty linens. It might bite you back in the arse.

So here I am, reading some of my past entries (when I have some time) to make sure none of it are too sensitive for prying eyes.

Be safe while blogging!


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