I received an ask yesterday from somebody from Ivy University. Who identified that I, too, was from Ivy University.

I read the email about it while on break and just about had a panic attack. I felt nauseous. I used the email in the ask to send the person a message and the whole time wondered if I would have to close up shop. 

I have always, always been worried about this tumblr being discovered. Being the worrier I am, I assumed this person might be one of my friends, or – much worse – one of the people I mention on my tumblr. 

Fortunately, after some correspondence, we have concluded that we don’t run in the same social circles at all, aren’t in the same year and most likely don’t know each other. Which is, yeah, sort of a relief. Naturally, I’m still a reasonable amount concerned about things. And, it’s a little strange to bridge the gap between tumblr persona and real life self. While we don’t know each other’s names, it’s still odd.

Bottom line: Ivy thought her greatest fear of being discovered had been realized and had a panic attack, but things aren’t so bad after all.