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So the biggest problem that I have with this blogger thing is that I feel like it paints only one very small dimension of who I actually am. Maybe I wouldn't care about this if I didn't know who reads my posts.

If I write about being sad, does that mean I am only sad?
If I write when I am happy, does that mean I am only happy?
If I write about being confident or funny, does that mean I have no problems?
If I write about thinking someone is cute, does that mean that I only think about one thing?
If I write about loneliness, do I need constant company?
If I write about disconnect from those around me, am I unsatisfied?

Sure, I guess at those moments, I might be some of those things. But, I am also a stew of all of those things at the same time. When I'm happy, my sad is still there. And when I'm lonely, my contentedness does exist. Maybe that's what makes all of us so multi-dimensional. We are a compilation of our many emotions all at the same time.