Pfft.
I'm not a good example. I'm a paranoid idiot. I actively prevent my likeness from being disseminated as much as I can. I know that everything sent via the nostr protocol is logged at some point. Given the power of immutable digital identity and attestation, I understand that there is no delete button in any appreciable manner. And, I think my words are usually enough to convey my thoughts and what pictures I take that I post are generally pleasant things that I wouldn't mind sharing with pretty much anyone. My memes are occasionally spicy and nearly always stolen, because memes are about the only proper commie property there is.
You share what you want and don't share what you don't want. I'm not choosing to live this way out of fear. I'm not afraid of what might happen if someone sees my face. I am just selectively, intentionally reducing my digital fingerprint and eventually I may only be reached by analog means and then only by showing up in person, if you're privileged enough to know my probable location.
For me, it works. If that doesn't work for you, that's totally ok, too.
The issue of women on nostr is another matter entirely. There's a large subset of whores (I don't mince words since I find it to be very correct by definition and implication and conation) who ply their trade, but many of them find it hard to earn a living on a protocol that doesn't artificially boost them in rankings and doesn't even offer an executive way to pay for views, and since they are mostly vapid, shallow people, the current vast majority of regulars on nostr find them at most passingly titillating and at worst blockable for being boring, neither of which helps them make money for pictures of their feet or butthole or whatever is the "sexy part du jour." I just hope they all meet Jesus and make the world a better place. (But I'm not buying what they are selling. 😤)
Then you're left with the rest of the women who stick around. Many are married/attaxhed to other nostriches. The rest are here on their own and we are generally better for them since they (and I'd include you in this group, El) are interesting, intelligent, curious, and intriguing humans in their own right.
I'm up super late after a really long week with a lot of rollercoasters culminating with two heavy and very long conversations with two people who have had very different crisis hit them and I am the one who is the designated listener and discusser at this time. I don't have a point at this point. I just urge a bit of caution, but you know because I've told you that things are forever into they are not on nostr. You're still in the process of finding your weird. That's ok, too.
You've already got a variety of responses from some of the most interesting people on nostr (IMO). I'm going to shut up now and attempt to sleep when though my brain is buzzing from so much information and processing.
Goodnight, I hope.
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You earned a follow. 🕊️💪
Thank you for the compliments. They’re kind, and I genuinely appreciate them, along with all the help you’ve given me. But I have to admit, receiving a compliment at the expense of other women feels rather strange.
Now, as always, it boils down to discoverability. How on earth were you finding all these women selling pictures of their body parts when I can’t even find people interested in sailing or bread baking?!
As for privacy, I understand now that it’s a personal choice, and I respect yours. I’ve made similarly unconventional choices that other people find odd and then question. For example, I’ve never drunk alcohol or tried any drugs (although I was given drugs between the ages of 3 and 5).
What bothers me is that the caution of longtime Nostr locals has become contagious. I was perfectly comfortable with the idea of sharing more of my life until I started noticing how carefully people who’ve been here longer protect even the most ordinary details about themselves. And now I feel almost forced to choose between protecting myself and expressing myself. Protecting myself from whom, exactly?
And how am I supposed to find my people if I never reveal enough of myself for them to recognize that I’m their kind of weird?
So I’m trying to figure out how to participate in a place that celebrates individual freedom without allowing everyone else’s caution to make me second-guess my own choices.
And I do hope you managed to get some sleep after that difficult week. When are you coming back?
Ma'am, I haven't seen much sailing content, but I see sourdough bread and baking content fairly often. #cooking might be a good hashtag to click and follow.