If you were to look up my name on Google this website would show up among the results.
This is it. It's happening! This is truly, finally, "out there".

I'm scared.

I think, now that it comes to it, I don't actually want people to read my thoughts — well, not all people; I don't care about strangers, they can read all they want! but if you do know me then... please, stop.
Please, stop reading — wait no, that's not it! do as you please!
I just realised it's not your reading that scares me, it's what might follow: it's the «Why didn't you tell me you had a blog?», the «Look what I found! Is this yours?», all the questions and comments I don't think I have answers for.

I guess... there's no going back now, is there?

yes. yes, there is. i'm just being melodramatic. i could always take this down and keep living as if nothing happened. that is not what i want, though... that is not what i want.

I must not fear.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.

I will face my fear. Life is too short to stop and cower before your comments and your judgement. Fuck you.

Also, all of this would only matter IF (and that is a big if) somebody were to actually google me. Who would do that?
I guess it was a little presumptuous of me to worry about it in the first place.