Over the last month or so I had several people ask me what happened to A. They were concerned whether or not we had broken up because I haven't talked about him much. Don't worry! We are still together. He was back in his hometown for almost two months visiting his family for New Years.
During that time my blog kind of exploded here in Russia. I felt bad that his picture was being shared and people were leaving comments and mentioning him in them (they were mostly comments about how he should break up with me because I won't make a "good wife"). After reading them I felt guilty he was being dragged into comments made by online trolls. The negative remarks about me didn't bother me so much as the comments about him did. Even though they saying mean things about him he didn't ask to be put in the blog. The dread ate at me for a little while. I immediately went to old blog posts and changed his name and removed some pictures. I needed to respect his privacy, which is why I will be referring to him as 'A' from now on. I don't know how much that will help. I'm not taking him out of this blog completely, but I'm just going to be more conscious about what I share.
On a lighter not, he's finally back in Ufa, which means more walks and more photos. I've been thinking about upcoming blog posts and asking friends what they'd like to see. I know, for me, when my sister and cousin were living in different countries I always wanted to know more about their city and what it looked like. I'm going to try to take more photos of just every day places in Ufa, not just the tourist spots or landmarks. With A back in Ufa I have much more desire to go for walks and take my camera with me. Taking photos alone is still a struggle, and for some reason I'm much more comfortable doing it if someone is with me, even if they aren't taking photos.
I've been wanting to take a photo of that yellow house with green trim for SO long. I still want to take a photo of it when spring comes for my Instagram, but I'm always afraid someone is going to come out and yell at me. I couldn't resist the other day, though, because it looked so cute with the icicles and snow surrounding it. You can also see this house and this house from my Instagram if you look close enough. I want to go around sometime this spring and take pictures of the wooden houses. I just love how they look!
What kind of posts about Ufa or Russia would you like to read?
Friday, February 17, 2017
On Privacy and Sharing Photos
Ufa, Republic of Bashkortostan, Russia
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Can't wait to see more every day pictures. Love that yellow/green house. I wanna see a closer picture of that green/blue house in the bottom corner of the last picture
ReplyDeleteThere's usually a car in front of the house, but once the nicer weather comes around I'll take a picture!
DeleteI love every day stuff too. I struggle with posting that kind of thing myself because it seems boring to me, but I forget how interesting it can be for everyone else!
ReplyDeleteSame! I like that it gets me to take more pictures, but then when I try to think of something to write about I come up with nothing!
DeleteI can't believe you've been getting trolling comments, and so weird that it's about whether you would make a good wife or not? Is this the 1950s?!? I think blogs are funny because I share much more on my blog where anyone can read than I do on my Facebook which is just people I know. I'm not a particularly private person online but I am much more private in real life which is bizarre! xx
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Russia is really conservative still and gender roles are still a thing. Obviously most people leaving comments were met. God forbid they pick up a broom and sweep something. I'm like you! I don't share so much on Facebook either, but maybe it's because those people do know me and their judgements are much more hurtful.
DeleteUgh, so sorry you had to deal with that, Jasilyn :( I love your blog!!!
ReplyDeleteIt's okay. I just had to remind myself the Russian men think a certain way and not to take it seriously.
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