I have learned my lesson. Don’t post personal info or pics online for the world to see unless you truly don’t care what the world spits back at you.
I used to never, ever post any pictures of myself or information about myself online. My FB account is as locked down as it could be. I don’t even accept friend requests from people I do know. Just because I knew you at one time, does not mean I want to continue that. I ignore most LinkedIn requests. But twitter…for some reason I always felt more free to talk on twitter. I didn’t use my name, I certainly never used their location-tracking (had 1 real life stalker in the past, didn’t need another) and it was just silly fun blah blah anyway.
The only pics I EVER used to post were of the huskies or Star Wars related stuff. I was pretty locked down in my opinion. Kind of how I am in real life. But then I went to Comic Con a couple years ago and ended up posting a few of me with various stuff around SDCC. No harm. And no weirdness. So I let my guard down and posted a couple from Niners games or whatever over time.
Then this year I went to SDCC and posted some pics again. And I’m not sure what happened. Is it me? Did I just happen to collect a few weirdo followers on twitter? Who knows. And usually I only follow people back if they reach out to me and comment and I see their feed and they seem normal. Apparently my judgement sucks. But by the wholly inappropriate series of direct messages sent to me last night – for the 3rd time (3rd different person) – it has become clear I am going back to posting pictures of huskies and Star Wars related stuff. And that’s it. I deleted some of the pics last night and will probably go back and just do them all.
No big loss to the world, the huskies are way cuter anyway, but I really wish guys would get it through their fn heads that most girls really don’t like being talked to in a such a manner. Certainly not by people they do not know. I’ve thrown drinks in guys faces at bars for less but on twitter/online there is no drink to throw. Just block and move on.
I’m not always as cold and unfeeling as I appear to be. But maybe I’ll get there. Until then, keep the walls up.
