"Hey.. so I found that blog post you wrote about me.. I didn't realise I gave you permission to write about our relationship for all the world to read."
"Hey.. so I found your blog. Shit you've been through a lot. Do you want to talk about it?"
"Wow, so you're a dating expert then? What am I doing wrong!?"
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Sharing your life online isn't for everyone, and that's okay.
I have to respect that my blog might keep certain boys away, but I've also got to recognise, that is their choice, and this is mine. I write because I can't not and because this is my story, and I want to share it. The older I get, the more I realise relationships are about whether someone can fit into your life, and whether you can fit into theirs. And sometimes, things just can't fit together, even if you quite desperately want them to. You are the writer of your own story.
Thing is, I get their frustration.
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watch Some people want to enjoy moments without documenting them, some people don't even have instagram accounts (tbh just the idea of that gives me anxiety.) And some people just don't 'get' social media. The auto response of 'oh no - you're not a Blogger are you?' is becoming a regular in my Bumble inbox and the demands of a life lived on social media are all too apparent and transparently understood these days.
Blog first, boys second.
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