I had a blog once

... you might say I had a bad experience.
I had someone go a little (for lack of a better word) "weird" on me. He started reading every post as if I were writing it specifically to, for, and about him.
He was 50 years older than me. It was awkward. And invasive. And it made me want to delete everything I'd ever written online (I did) because I didn't want him reading my life.

But I liked having a voice. Having it taken away from me was more upsetting than I realized it would be-- I deleted the blog, because I felt like anything I wrote became his property. Like I couldn't speak without turning my words over to him.

So.
Lets try this again.

I wish I'd kept all that writing. It's gone now. Maybe it will come back. I remember there were penguins... lots of penguins.