I got the idea to unpublish all of my posts, in order to edit them and be sure I’m not over sharing information about other people that might make them identifiable, rather than completely anonymous. People I’ve called turdsurfers, asshats, shedicks, fuckers, assholes, soulsuckers, assmunchers, cocknoshers, and so on. I batch edited and got rid of most of it.
Then I thought, it’s all well and good to make sure I don’t mention these people by name, but they can still be identified by association. So then I was thinking I needed to hide all evidence of my name, face, where I live, where I’m from, and basically every personal detail. By the time I got done removing posts, there was nothing left.
Two things came to mind. First and foremost, if I were a superhero, there’s no way I’d be able hide my real identity from the world, and second, I wish cleaning house were that easy.
The take away from this is the impact that sleep deprivation and pain has on my brain. Now that it’s 2am, I think I need to start working on 2015’s taxes.