When you’ve been on the internet since the mid 90’s you realize it’s as small as it is vast. Like living in a big city, where you really only know a small percent of the population but you’ve bumped into the people in your neighborhood so many times they’re familiar and you start to recognize them. AOL, LiveJournal, Friendster, MySpace, Tumblr, Twitter, YouTube, Vimeo, Facebook, and so many others that faded into obscurity… I’ve always been an early adopter, and eventually came to work in this industry.
Over this time, I have certainly gone through many changes. In a past life, I moved to LA at 20 years old and pursued music. I somehow managed to build my MySpace music page up to around 300,000 followers, which at the time was pretty fucking extraordinary. It’s crazy that that was 23 years ago now and it was also crazy when years later I worked with MySpace as a strategist.
My presence online has gone from that of a teenager, to that of a woman in her 20s, beginning her career… To that of a mother, and a grown woman of 43. There are remnants, traces of my presence scattered around the internets like space dust. I’ve done so many things, I’ve tried so many things, I have been so many versions of myself, and thank God for that!
My life has been a life fully lived, and I have shared the intimacies to varying degrees at different times for different reasons with no regrets. Why would I regret my story? I fucking love my story. It’s probably not what anybody thinks it is.
After I had my daughter, I stopped sharing as much. I think that was appropriate, but now that she’s older, I feel like I am a little more free to put myself at the forefront again. But, of course, I *am* incredibly different. The way that I will go about it is different, the kinds of things that I will discuss or make public will be very different, because aren’t we all over the span of decades? That’s called learning and growing and evolving and maturing.
Your space dust is part of your legacy. I love mine, it’s magical. And now it’s here on nostr, too. Don’t be afraid to change, to become more YOU, more refined, more evolved. Change is inevitable: even the cells in our bodies regenerate making us literally different than we were. That’s a gift, my friends.
