I’ve always been a secretive person.
Secretive blogger is not an oxymoron. Nope. You can be a blogger, a personal blogger, and not have to live a life that is an open book. Now, I consider myself a transparent person — I’ve been told that a number of times before — but that only means I’m transparent in the things I choose to share.
Even pre-social media, I’ve never been the type of person who is comfortable sharing all of her secrets. Only a few people know my crushes, my relationships, my most important experiences, my mess. Only a select group of people knows about the things we undergo as a family; only a handful knew about my father’s stroke 9 years back, only a handful knew about my brother’s accident 5 years back, and only a handful knows that my father’s undergoing dialysis now.
This is a personal motto that I’ve always gone by:
The things I value the most are the things I keep to myself.
So when social media came and became the norm, I just unknowingly brought that kind of thinking with me. There are just some things not meant to be shared to the general public. Thank goodness for blogs and privacy settings.
I’ve been bothered by other people’s lack of privacy-consciousness; there are still so many people without any qualms airing their dirty linen in public insisting that they have a right to write anything they want because they have freedom of speech.
And I’m not talking about just dirty linen. I don’t really want to read your sweet exchanges with your lover on my feed — there’s Facebook messenger for that. I don’t really need to know every single thing happening in your life. Sometimes, I think I know more about what is happening to a certain person I don’t really know on Facebook than what is happening to my own siblings.
This is not meant to be an attack against people who love sharing their lives on Facebook. I’m a blogger; I know how fun it is to document stuff. But there is also such a thing called oversharing. What if your boyfriend or girlfriend doesn’t want the world to know the gory details of your relationship? What if that “harmless” picture of your child actually violates his privacy? What if your “freedom of speech” can actually get you charged with online libel?
I thought concern over privacy was losing its popularity, so when I chanced upon this picture, I breathed a sigh of relief. Privacy, in the age of social media, still exists.