{"id":439,"date":"2013-04-25T00:21:00","date_gmt":"2013-04-25T00:21:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/laurelantur.com\/index.php\/2013\/04\/25\/2013-5-5-is-it-safe-to-be-real-when-you-are-in-the-public-eye\/"},"modified":"2013-04-25T00:21:00","modified_gmt":"2013-04-25T00:21:00","slug":"2013-5-5-is-it-safe-to-be-real-when-you-are-in-the-public-eye","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mysticalexpressivearts.com\/index.php\/2013\/04\/25\/2013-5-5-is-it-safe-to-be-real-when-you-are-in-the-public-eye\/","title":{"rendered":"Is it safe to be real when you are in the public eye?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I am participating in the&nbsp;<a href=\"http:\/\/effervescence.me\/the-itty-bitty-adventure-club\/\">itty bitty adventure club<\/a>&nbsp;and my adventure this week was to confront my twitter fears.&nbsp; Okay, I know that seems&#8230;a bit tame, but it is ITTY BITTY!&nbsp; Okay?!<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m scared of twitter. It seems fast.&nbsp; And you have to be concise.&nbsp; And some people twitter A LOT.&nbsp;&nbsp;But I am not even at the actual tweet stage.&nbsp; My goal was to find a bunch of new people to follow, which was very easy.&nbsp; And then to simply retweet.&nbsp; Not even an original tweet!&nbsp; Just a retweet.&nbsp;This is what I retweeted:<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/NikkiGroom\"><strong>Nikki Groom<\/strong>&nbsp;\u200f@<strong>NikkiGroom<\/strong>&nbsp;<\/a>&#8220;If what you&#8217;re publishing doesn&#8217;t make you slightly uncomfortable, it&#8217;s probably not going to be that great.&#8221;&nbsp;<a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/blogcastfm\">@<strong>blogcastfm<\/strong><\/a>&nbsp;<a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/search?q=%23FINDYOURFBOMB&amp;src=hash\">#<strong>FINDYOURFBOMB<\/strong><\/a>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I did it.&nbsp; Really not scary.&nbsp; But still kind of scary.&nbsp;Because!&nbsp; Because&#8230;I tried to come up with a list of potential topics for my blog and I went completely blank.&nbsp; Because yesterday when I tried to write a blog post, it was a stupid rambling boring one.&nbsp;I don&#8217;t even know what I was talking about. Because as I try to put myself out there I suddenly feel like a bowl of oatmeal with no identity, because it is scary to explore my identity.<\/p>\n<p>I know it is scary for everyone, but I am a public school teacher and we are supposed to talk in slight baby voices, be pillars of responsibility, floral-print-skirt-wearing, neutered, motivating, limit-setting, excellence-expecting, school spirit fist pumping&nbsp;educators. OH GOD! I am not that. Since I teach art, I get to wear jeans and teeshirts and get messy, and be&#8230;a little different.&nbsp; But I still have to pretend. What if they find out? What if one of my students, a middle schooler(!), finds this blog?&nbsp; What if they learn something about me they don&#8217;t like, or their parents don&#8217;t like?&nbsp; Teachers can be bullied too. I have been bullied by a student.&nbsp; How far can I go?&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>There is a picture of me, the old me, that I hold in my mind.&nbsp; It was taken at Christmas when my daughter was only a few months old. My hair is a frizzy wreck, I look bloated and matronly. My son standing next to me has a kool-aid mustache and a cowlick.&nbsp; I was pretty miserable.&nbsp; And completely safe and uncontroversial.&nbsp; Just another tired mom, getting through the day. A year after that picture was taken, I would be in my first teaching job, further dug into conformity, safety. That period in my life was fleeting, and remembering my kids then brings a quick flash of tears at the thought that those soft little beings, that are bigger now and so different, are gone forever.&nbsp; I needed to be that person then, but it felt like a jail.&nbsp; It was so inauthentic that I was jumpy all the time.&nbsp; Unfortunately I am not completely out of that role when I am at work.&nbsp; It comes with the job, it is what teaching is.&nbsp; The real me peeks through so that I am not a robot, but I am still putting on an act.&nbsp; There are other teachers who aren&#8217;t.&nbsp; They fit into the public school teacher role so much more comfortably than I do.&nbsp; They are good people, but I feel a million miles away from them.<\/p>\n<p>I have NO answers.&nbsp; How to be authentic and real when I have real fears about the real me being really seen by<em>really<\/em>&nbsp;immature and impulsive young people.&nbsp; This is the issue of my life right now.&nbsp; It is what I am up against.<\/p>\n<p>What about you, are you stuck in a role?&nbsp; Tell me about it.<\/p><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I am participating in the&nbsp;itty bitty adventure club&nbsp;and my adventure this week was to confront my twitter fears.&nbsp; Okay, I know that seems&#8230;a bit tame, but it is ITTY BITTY!&nbsp; Okay?! I&#8217;m scared of twitter. It seems fast.&nbsp; And you have to be concise.&nbsp; And some people twitter A LOT.&nbsp;&nbsp;But I am not even at the actual tweet stage.&nbsp; My [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[61,3,84,87,85],"class_list":["post-439","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-authenticity","tag-fear","tag-motherhood","tag-roles","tag-teaching"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/mysticalexpressivearts.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/439","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/mysticalexpressivearts.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/mysticalexpressivearts.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mysticalexpressivearts.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mysticalexpressivearts.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=439"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/mysticalexpressivearts.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/439\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/mysticalexpressivearts.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=439"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mysticalexpressivearts.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=439"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mysticalexpressivearts.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=439"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}