We all know that we all have different personalities and I am true testament on that. For example I will never say my name on here because I want to say things on my blog that not many people know, I have my Facebook personality, my Twitter, Tumblr and of course work, friends and family. Although we are all one individuals we are all made up of characters within each other.
For example this blog – this blog allows for me to express how I feel without being too personal but I can “name and shame” through different words. I can of course moan about work and show my frustrations with the world. This blog allows me to aspire to what and who I want to be. My creativity, my thoughts, my feelings and my opinions.
My Facebook – is for those who have known me since School, I am sure that people have an opinion of me, whether it be geek, friendly, cool, trustworthy, bitch etc. God knows, it’s where I put up my photos, communicate with those and be pleasant.
Twitter – allows me to express my opinions, unlike Facebook if I don’t want to be your friend of course I won’t be. I have my own personal twitter and of course www.twitter.com/loveyouandthem 😉 if you fancy a follow haha!!
Tumblr – I have again two accounts personal and my tumblr for this account – loveyouandthem.tumblr.com – this account allows me to create an account in which I can express my true likes and dislikes without being judge by my own personal tumblr.
Work – I try not to be different from what I am towards my family, of course you need to show a bit more respect, patience and determination to be good – but most of the time work colleagues can be two faced or stressed and they are sometimes not your true friends, unless you find those unique ones.
Family & Friends – It is without a doubt that every one has these two personalities – I am not even going to go into it, as I bet you will just understand.
So, why do we all have these personalities and why can’t we just be true to ourselves and act as that one person? Are we ashamed? Are we scared? Are we living a lie? Or do we enjoy the thrill?