What would happen if Clark Kent reveals his true identity to the entire world. It would be utter chaos right. Superman would lose his uniqueness. The mask of a reporter serves him well. It gives him the much-needed space to perform his duties with ease.
My avatar as a writer has a similar parallel. To me it’s not a question of data protection it’s a question of protecting my dual identities so that both my worlds don’t collide. In an ideal scenario my professional and personal world should co-exist but sadly that isn’t the case.
In my professional world I am the nerd. Someone whom people would rarely notice the specs, the walk much like the girl who carries the files in the movie “WHAT WOMEN WANT” but nobody can question my commitment towards my work.
The fun begins when my finger gets itchy. I suit up and transform into a different personality. It helps me explore darker themes without having to mask the fire which rages within. I reveal what I want my audience to see nothing more, nothing less. There’s a thin line between baring it all and utter stupidity fortunately I know my boundaries.
A revelation is like peeling an onion. You have to peel it layer by layer in the right way so that it suits your meal. Do it the wrong way and you might just end up hurting your fingers or eyes.
This post was written for Project 365 program at We Post Daily.