I really value my privacy.

This came up recently. I ended up getting slightly involved with someone who has a lot of connections with other people. Some of them involve sex with these connections and some are just social connections.

Either way, he’d asked me to remain vague about mine and his relationship with one of the connections that we both shared. And I told him there would be no way this connection would hear anything from me about us having sex (or not). And then I said ‘no’ to something that would make things very clear to this connection and a lot of other people exactly what our connection is (sexual).

And I guess I hadn’t really gotten through to him well enough just how private I am. I think for people where I feel exceedingly comfortable I do share a lot about myself and about my experiences. But there’s a line that I draw and I do draw that line everywhere.

I find it really uncomfortable sharing with others things I don’t think they’d share themselves. If I am sharing that information, I make sure that nobody knows who I’m talking about. Much like on this blog. I write very specifically using ‘he’ or ‘she’ without names and I’ve done that on purpose.

But I do that in ‘real life’ too. I don’t think it’s anyone else’s business who I’m shagging. Or who I’ve had sex with previously. Or why things didn’t work. I don’t think it’s anyone’s business who I have plans with, who I’d like to fuck or who I absolutely would not touch with a 10-foot pole. I really just don’t talk about those things with people. Unless you’re in my inner circle. And even then you don’t get their real names or any identifying feature.

It feels a little bit weird to me. Because I’m very open on this blog and I share a lot of things. But I guess I hope what you’re taking from reading this blog is everything that I’m willing to tell you about myself, my reactions to dates or sex or relationships. Every thought I have, every feeling, every impulse. Because I’m happy to give it. I’m just not happy to give much else about those people who wander in and out of my life.