The Person They’d Meet

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A middle-aged man stands in a warm light, looking at a cracked, ghostly reflection of a younger, anxious version of himself. He wears casual, resilient clothes, symbolizing his current "battle-tested" persona. Abstract shadows of teachers, students, and life events flow through the background, highlighting his 14-year personal evolution.

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Imagine a person from your past stumbles upon your blog. What is the one thing they would be most shocked to learn about who you are today?

Imagine a person from your past (who you haven’t spoken to in years) suddenly stumbles upon your blog. What is the one thing they would be most shocked to learn about who you are today?

If someone from my past were to stumble upon my blog and connect the dots, I don’t know if they would be terribly shocked at the person I am. In fact, they would probably know more intimate details about me than the people I talk to every day.

I’ve never used my real name here, and only a handful of people know I write this. But in nearly 14 years of blogging, I’ve never had anyone approach me saying, “I read about this on your blog. Oh my God!”

Still, if an old acquaintance did read this, they might be surprised to learn that I am divorced and have navigated a long-term relationship ending—resulting in a child from each of those chapters. I think they’d be surprised by the depth of my struggles with anxiety and depression, specifically how heavy things got during college and my marriage.

A lot of people tell me I seem really laid-back. In many ways, I am. But I have to be laid-back about the small stuff because I worry so much about the big stuff. It’s a constant battle of picking and choosing where to spend my mental energy.

I think some would be floored to hear how heavily I started drinking when I first moved back to Michigan. It got bad, and it isn’t something I’m proud of, but I don’t hold anything back here. I also think people would be surprised that I actually pulled the trigger and moved to South Carolina for eight years. Many people talk about leaving everything behind, but few actually do it.

The Professional Shift

I often think about my former students—the ones from 20 years ago who are now in their 30s. If they saw me in a classroom today, they’d definitely recognize my sense of humor. I’ve always been big on witty repartee; the kids love that I can “talk shit” and throw it right back at them. Being battle-tested in places like South Carolina and Detroit has kept me sharp.

But I think those early students would be surprised by the kind of teacher I’ve become. I’m not the same guy I was when I was first starting out. The version of me that exists now—the one navigating this “bridge era” and sticking to a “100% Policy”—is someone the younger version of me wouldn’t even recognize.

Advice for the “Pre-X2” Me

If I could send one of these posts back in time to the version of me just entering my second long-term relationship, I’d tell him to stop being a glutton for punishment. At that time, I was so determined to make things work—partly out of fear that it was my “last chance” at a family—that I stayed long after I stopped being happy. I felt like if it failed, it was my fault.

I’m reminded of a line Captain Picard says to Data: “It is possible to commit no errors and still lose. That is not a weakness; that is life.”

I heard that line in 1988, but I didn’t really hear it until recently. If that younger version of me could see me now, he might be shocked to see that I finally chose “Option C.” I stopped choosing the relationship at all costs and finally started choosing myself.


Today’s post is inspired by the WordPress Daily Prompt. While I’ve taken the topic in my own direction for the Road to 1,000 Days, you can find more responses to today’s prompt HERE.

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3 responses to “The Person They’d Meet”

  1. Liz Avatar

    Same. It’s just me. I will never be in another relationship.

    No one knows about my blog. And I would be very surprised if someone did come across it. I don’t care if they do. It’s likely no one that I will connect with. One past friend who once discovered me on Facebook when I used to be there would not be shocked about my childhood. In fact she had a particular concern. But like as kids, it was same as adults. We are best being apart and not connected.
    For anyone else from childhood era. I am just not going there if they discovered me here. The first thing that would be the topic would be of childhood. I am just not going there.

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    1. rebuilding rob Avatar

      I totally understand.

      Do you find it difficult sometimes to keep yourself totally anonymous on the blog?

      For me, it used to be that I would try to withhold as many specific details as I could. I didn’t want to give anybody any clues that could connect them to who I am. But after a while that got really weird for me to write about “the college that I went to“or “my favorite hometown, baseball team” without giving any specifics.

      Fortunately, I live in a large enough metropolitan that there’s a lot of people who could be interested in a lot of the things that I post about

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      1. Liz Avatar

        Based on my blogging experience when giving both my first full name and last name and now even as just Liz, even though there are a post or two with photos on this one of me, no one is reading that knew me from real life. But I have made friends in real life through my blog. Two that I still keep in touch in particular with from my deaf blogging days.

        When I started this one back and deleted my previous one, an ex boyfriend knew previous blog which was why I didn’t announce name of this one back on that one then just deleting and said I would find my followers so they could discover me again, as to stop any further possibility of stalking. As far as I know, even when I decided to share a photo of me, I have prevented that. But knew I could risk that by sharing a photo of me.

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