the Ether Bunny (ninjalicious) wrote,
the Ether Bunny

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"But it has to be 100% secret, from everybody."

One of the things I enjoy about LJ is the ability to throw my words into a void. Anyone could read them, but they still remain private, because I am an anonymous entity. I could write anything. Spill everything. One at a time, in bunches, or in small groups of twos and threes. This was my mental and often emotional haven. Sanctuary. I didn't want to have to worry about what I said, to who, and when. I never wanted to worry about who may or may not be reading what. I loathe using Friends Only, simply because it castrates the otherwise open possibility, shuts out any sort of variable. Shuts me into a room, instead of a wide open space. I relished the ability in this medium to find each other accidentally, and start getting to know someone (and vice versa) simply because of what they write. Something you can't take advantage of if all the words are shut behind the List.

Now that's not possible. My so-called sanctuary has been breached for the second time (that I know of), and I feel in no way possible to continue being open, and anonymous. I'd make another name if this whole concept of needing to run away from what was mine didn't repulse me so. So instead I'm going underground. Maybe for a while, till anyone who might know my name forgets it. Maybe for good. Maybe until I work up to making another shelter. I hate to do this. But I refuse to allow myself to feel violated any more.

And yes, I know. I made my own bed the first time I said, "Here's my LJ name.."

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