I consulted my male friends, who all thought it was way too soon to unleash the toxic info. But I did it anyway. If I was going to bring him to meet my family for Thanksgiving, he had to know. I couldn't risk that he found out from someone other than me...
Me: "So, I feel like I need to tell you something..."
Ron: "Uh oh"
Me: "Well...it's just that I've not told you, I'm kind of an avid blogger. I've had a few over the years."
Ron: "About what?"
Me: "I used to write one about working in restaurants, and it was pretty well-liked, but then I quit. And I wanted to start writing again, but I needed something about my current life..."
Ron: "Your sex life?"
Me: "Well, not exactly....but my dating life. I started writing about my experiences with online dating mostly."
Ron: "Have you written about me?"
Me: "Yes. But only good things!"
Ron: "Okay, well that's cool. I get it. It's a creative outlet."
THE END. He didn't ask me anything else! In fact, he didn't even want to read it or know what it's called...which is pretty easy to maintain since he's not on Facebook. And he didn't care if I continued to write about him, so here we are.