The Real Me

I sometimes worry that the incongruence between myself in these notes and myself in public disturbs you people, like you’re somehow being misled by one version of me and the other one is The Real Me. 

There is no real me. They’re both fake, they’re both real, there’s no difference. There are some people I trust with potentially unsavory personal thoughts and most people I do not. If I ever reach the point where I trust everyone in the world with these thoughts, then I am a “Writer.”

I’m coming up on 2,300 Notes in the Notes App since I lost all my 2021 writing last October. This is an addiction I will likely carry for the rest of my life.