What were you thinking?
I wasn’t. But then again, why must I think so much? It’s an anonymous blog for god’s sake!
Yes, it is, but only for now. Sooner or later someone will figure it out, and what then?
You pause. You don’t care. You really don’t. All you want to do is get things out of your system no matter how much grief the fiancé gives you about washing dirty laundry in public. Wasn’t that supposed to be the idea? Doing what makes you happy?
This isn’t fair. You shouldn’t have to filter what you write. You’re already filtering what you say, is that not enough?
But you don’t understand…
What don’t I understand? You hate your parents and don’t want them involved. But understand this – you’re acting on impulse. A couple of years later you’re going to forget about all this and forgive them, too. And then what? What if they read this and this and this? How are they going to feel?
You don’t know if it matters that much to you. Not just yet.