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I’ve been pondering several things relating to writing on Medium.
I had an experience this week — which while it didn’t exactly cause me alarm — it did give me … pause.
It made me focus on what was really important to me and what the Hell I was really doing here — and why.
I was uncomfortable enough with the situation that I wished — for a few days there — I had started writing under a pen name. I even tried one out for 10 hot seconds.
But I realized — the reason I wrote was for me. To find My Authenticity. And it didn’t feel like I could do that unless I used My Real Name — who I really was. And besides, I wasn’t writing for followers — I was writing for myself, my family, for The Universe.
I’m pleased if something I wrote resonates with someone — Hurray! But I wouldn’t stop writing here if the only followers I had were the twelve people from my immediate circle who followed me because they know me IRL. Or if the Medium Partnership program went away.
So I decided I’m not going to hide behind a pen name because someone went to the trouble of hunting me down. And then they electronically invaded my space without an invitation outside of Medium.
But I am going to say this —
