Seneschal - January 13, 2001
Jan. 13th, 2000 12:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hel_anaA co-worker today, when told that I was going to work on my online journal, said "it's not world viewable, is it?". I told him my life was an open book. Mostly true, even. Not entirely, but mostly.
I sometimes am too honest. It's a family trait, I think. A refusal to live with compromise. It's cost careers, degrees, and some relationships. I've learnt over the years to temper it with some amount of circumspection when it counts.
And so I wasn't completly honest with my co-worker. There are things that I'd rather he, nor any of my co-workers not know. Not many of them, but they're there. But the question of honesty vs the need for circumspection in public forums has been done to death.
So here, I'll make a rule that circumspection will rule whenever there might be bad real world consequences. Since this whole thing is almost entirely for me, as an aid to memory, I figure I can get away with that. In ten years, just knowing there was something I wanted to not talk about will undoubtedly remind me of what it was. Since, if it's important enough to need to be kept to myself, I suspect it'll be big enough to remember.
Three days in a row. I'm getting there. Really slowly, and one day at a time. But then, that's the way life happens.
I sometimes am too honest. It's a family trait, I think. A refusal to live with compromise. It's cost careers, degrees, and some relationships. I've learnt over the years to temper it with some amount of circumspection when it counts.
And so I wasn't completly honest with my co-worker. There are things that I'd rather he, nor any of my co-workers not know. Not many of them, but they're there. But the question of honesty vs the need for circumspection in public forums has been done to death.
So here, I'll make a rule that circumspection will rule whenever there might be bad real world consequences. Since this whole thing is almost entirely for me, as an aid to memory, I figure I can get away with that. In ten years, just knowing there was something I wanted to not talk about will undoubtedly remind me of what it was. Since, if it's important enough to need to be kept to myself, I suspect it'll be big enough to remember.
Three days in a row. I'm getting there. Really slowly, and one day at a time. But then, that's the way life happens.
