The Blog, Take Two

 Hello, my dears. I have decided to blog again. A few months ago, I deleted my old blog. I was in a car accident three years ago. Now, finally, we are headed to court. I don't have a problem with that. What I had a problem with was the opposing lawyers wanting all my social media.

I realize they were looking for every time I mentioned the accident, so they could find some little clue indicating that I wasn't badly injured. It really pissed me off. I believe social media should be private. I understand it is not, but I don't think I should be judged for stating my opinion. I never put social media on job applications. I give my email and that's it. Facebook shouldn't have any sway on me being qualified for a job. That is nothing but discrimination. I also refuse to list hobbies or interests. Don't worry about what I do when I am off the clock 

I started deleting posts, then I realized my lifestyle and political views might costs me the case. So I deleted the whole blog. I wanted to wait until after the traffic case went to court. But the lawyers are stalling. 

I miss blogging. The Blog was an outlet for me. It was also creative expression. Sometimes it was community. I still have a lot to say. 

I decided I don't want to rearrange my whole life on something that may or may not happen. After I answered the question pertaining to social media, I realized I forgot about DeviantArt. Now, that's not a social media site; it is a specialized site for artists. But it functions like social media with watchers (followers) and ⭐(favorites/likes.) And if you think social media is revealing, just wait until people start psychoanalyzing your art. There's all your fears, faults, obsessions, addictions, viewpoints, and everything, really, all laid out for people to look at. 

I also forgot tiktok. I started making videos to promote art. Then I started wondering if he opposing lawyers would think Etsy is social media, even though it's meant to be a selling platform. 

Then, Youngest Son ran away from home and I had to reopen my Instagram account so I could find out what his lying girlfriend was doing. Then my husband got Snapchat because that's how the kids communicate. 

At that point, I said fuck it. I don't know how much digging anyone is going to do. Since I had an AOL account in the mid 90's, it is probably impossible to delete nearly thirty years of Internet activity. I'm sure there's plenty that would cast me into an unfavorable light. I know there's things I have done wrong online and I am certain those things are in a dusty database somewhere. 

I haven't made decisions about how often I will blog or what kind of content to produce. I don't know yet how the blog will look, or if I will link to other sites. I am not concerned about followers. I'm pretty sure my 3 readers will find me eventually. (Hi! I missed you!) I'm not worried about comments either because a.) Blogger sucks at it and b.) I don't think that's a thing anymore. I noticed people don't comment on other sites. Back in the day, commenting was engagement and the more interaction you got, the better. Now I think views are the measure of success. People look for what is trending. If they like it, then it's better than average. Comments only seem to happen on things that really push folks buttons. A like, a comment, AND a share/repost is viral. I am not going to produce content like that everyday, no matter how hard I try.

Blessed be, my dears. Let us go forth into the shadow lands of the 'Net.