I think nowadays it’s harder to stay lost and hidden away.

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I think it’s necessary for every girl to make sure she has a way to “soundproof the trunk,” no matter what.

For the longest time, I resisted joining the two popular online networking sites M_S___ and F______. I didn’t see the point, you know. I’ve had an internet presence, off and on, for about six years now and those network sites were just redundant. Besides, if people I knew in real-life really wanted to find me, all they had to do was to google my name and they’d even get my work e-mail (don’t ask how that happened).

But within the past couple of weeks, I succumbed and joined. I have no grandiose ideas of ‘hooking up’ yet again with more internet strangers (been there, done that) but I think I just wanted to make myself more accessible to the people whom I actually know. I think there’s enough distance between me and the past that I actually don’t remember why I spent all that time hiding in the first place.

Daily Virgo for 23-Sept: Worried about placating a certain disgruntled party? Well, stop fretting — right now. What you should be questioning is why you feel the need to take care of this person’s emotional needs. Is this a healthy situation?

Also, this situation would never have come about had I known to let things well enough on their own.

It feels incredibly odd to be writing in a personal journal again. I haven’t left the web – merely gravitated towards other shiny things – but I would suppose it would be like learning to walk again after a long period of atrophy. Yes, that’s it. After many years of disuse, my journaling voice is so weak that nobody probably even hears it.

But I have to start again somewhere. And this is me, right at square one.

In this incarnation, I’ve decided that I won’t care who finds this journal – be it family, friends, co-workers, ex-online boyfriends… Yes, this is the brave new Anna. Granted that also means that I have to be more creative in my whining lest feelings (other than mine) get hurt, but I think it’s best to be open about who I am and what I do. By choosing to write online, I must be aware of the consequences of my words. I could’ve just as easily kept this site dead and just continue writing on paper, but what’s the fun in that?

So. It’s nice to be back. It’s been a while.