Somebody who knows me found my blog.
I have enjoyed a certain amount of anonymity from behind the veil of the internet, and have been quite fortunate. A few of my readers know my name, and an even smaller number, perhaps 3 or 4, have met me in my life riding on ambulances.
Sometimes I ponder on the benefits of my perceived anonymity.
Would I get in trouble if my bosses knew I blogged?
Would I get fired if they knew?
Have I crossed a line blogging?
Am I doing a good thing for EMS by blogging?
Do my coworkers read my blog?
Do they know who I am?
While that last question has largely been a resounding “no” over the past year, now there is one who knows. Slimm knows I blog, but he doesn’t know where my blog is, what my self-assumed identity is, and he doesn’t care. He will occasionally suggest an idea for a post, typically by saying “you should blog about that one, dude.” But he doesn’t read my blog.
My coworker has assured me that my anonymity will remain, and that he has no ulterior motives. He says he has been reading my blog for several months, and the “stories just clicked one day.”
I trust him to maintain my anonymity, but I wonder.
Is anonymity a good thing in blogging?
Should I head off any perceived trouble by approaching my bosses?
Should I out myself here?
Does it matter who I am, where I am, or where I work?
Can a blogger not just be a nameless, faceless guy with a patch?
I would welcome input from you, my readers.