Where I decide that revealing everything? Isn't always the answer

I sat down night before last, with my iPod listening to a podcast of my favorite radio show The DGS.  Dave was interviewing a guy, Jason, who claims that he was once gay, but is not anymore.

As I sat listening to the interview when it initially aired, I had questions. Lots of questions.  When I sat down with the podcast and could listen more intently, I found that those same questions were there.  Not questions that I wanted or needed answers to, just rhetorical questions.  So I did what any good blogger does when there is an issue weighing on their mind.

I wrote a blog post about it.

And in the writing of the blog post, at the time, I felt the need to get all honest and all kinds of brave and reveal some things about my past that I somehow thought were relevant to proving my point.

And then?

Mr. Potential struck.

And showed me that people I don’t know, but maybe could might want to know, could find my blog and find out WAY more about  me than I want them to know.  Or at least could find out a whole lot about me before I want them to know.

And there are the people I work with.  I know they read my blog.  I don’t care. I’m glad they do.  But I also have to be aware that some of the things I wrote in that blog post would have garnered me a whole lot of attention from a whole lot of people that would have made me a bit uncomfortable.

In the grand scheme of things, and in the context of the blog post (that isn’t posted, not sure it will be posted) what I was going to ‘reveal’ wasn’t all that important.  It wasn’t something that would make the story better, or prove a point.  It was gratuitous, at best.  Or used for shock value. Neither of which were productive.