First off, every detail of my life isn’t available. You’d be amazed at how much I don’t tell.
The truth is that I’ve never had that regulator in my head that determines what is and what is not “normal” to divulge. I’ve had to learn things that other people know instinctively. For example, I wouldn’t tell a stranger at a bus stop that I have diarrhea. Anymore. But I had to learn that. As I’ve grown up, I’ve accepted that being extremely open is just part of “who I am” and not something that I can or want to change. I’ve learned, for the most part, to not be completely inappropriate in a public setting.
I enjoy keeping an online journal. I enjoy sharing my life. As for whether anyone else gives a rat’s ass, that’s up to each person and their own rat ass. However, it is an important part of who I am and how I interact with the world. In all the years that I’ve been online this is one of the very few times that someone has used information against me. I think it is worth it. That doesn’t, however, mean that I’m not totally pissed off that someone would interfere and be such an asshole. The availability of information doesn’t give you the right to use it to hurt someone.