Moms who smoke pot, breastfeed each other’s children, struggle with feelings of ambivalence about their children and their marriages. Is this the stuff of True Mom Confessions (or another daily read at Babble)? Or just a list of the usual secrets parents keep? When is telling the truth freeing? When is it merely exhibitionism?
Chicago Moms blogger Maryann Mohanraj writes about the dilemma all writers, all bloggers, face. Telling the truth isn’t only a decision about privacy (our own and our family’s) but also a calculation of the risks of truth-telling balanced again the fear and shame of someone knowing who we really are. Ms. Mohanraj takes the plunge, bares her soul, and if the comments are any indication, is vindicated for her bravery.
Read more at my post over at Babble…
Thanks for bringing this to my attention.
I wish I could be that honest. It sounds like she is very honest with the folks she is closest to. It’s not the judgement by those I don’t know that keeps me from doing it but rather hurting the people that are closest to me. If that makes sense. Some things I just blog silently on a random blog with no readers. I get it off my chest and I feel better.
I’m as honest as I feel comfortable, and even that isn’t full bore. I’m just normally a private person, and to be quite honest, there are some sites I don’t read because I REALLY don’t need the dirty details. I just don’t want to know sometimes…