I surrendered to my insecurities and switched to a different domain that does not contain my full name.
I felt too exposed and I could not live with that "pressure".

Actually, the reason for the switch is a little more specific: the exposure made me feel too restrained to write freely on here.
It was not the fear in itself — the fear of being discovered by those who know me in real life; it was not that what forced my hand but rather the lack of freedom that said fear caused in me.
I want this space to be mine, and I want this space to feel safe — this I have not explicitly admitted before.

I want this space to feel safe for me.
A safe haven. An hidden clearing in the forest only I know about, where to spend intimate moments of my life and reflect, collect myself when I feel most vulnerable, excited, angry, full of fear or joy.

Total anonymity?

Not quite. The domain (and website title) is a short version of my name and I believe I have some links in my /about page — and a PROFILE PICTURE! I almost forgot that teeny tiny small detail lol; so no, I am not completely anonymous.
But that is fine. I do not strive to be invisible, I just don't want those who know me to be able to find me as easily as it is to google my name.

as i've already said before, i know it is a bit presumptuous by my part to assume anyone is ever going to google me but one can never be too cautious

And I already feel more at ease; for example, before I would have never used "lol" — yeah, I'm that full of hang-ups — and now I just did!
And I already feel the need to write more! to write about more private stuff — if only I had the time!

Why keep this public, then?

I have thought about deleting it but yesterday evening I've lived (what i know to be) a spiritual experience.
I was browsing through the repository of blogs hosted via ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ Bear (I like how minimal most of them are, their themes are similar to my styling) and I stumbled upon one particular website.
I won't link it here because, after reading a couple of posts, I realised that blog is supposed to be "a secret"; the owner uses that space to dump all of their innermost thoughts, often criticizing their spouse (even referring to him with his real name) — with whom! they keep a public, non-secret, shared blog!! — ranting about their relationship with the mother, and talking about other private, intimate aspects of their life.

I thought about why would that person keep that website public and not write offline. I don't have an answer to that, but I do know how I felt reading those confessions: human.
I felt alive, in touch with their emotions and, by strange consequence, aware of mine!
I'm grateful for having stumbled on that space, I'm grateful for the owner's capacity of feeling comfortable enough to share all of their thoughts with us, stranger readers.

I think you see where I'm going with this, my stranger reader. I keep this public in the hope that somebody might find, through these words of mine, the courage, shelter, peace, determination needed to keep going.

lowercase

In a definitely less impactful way, I also decided to turn most of my website lowercase.
I don't know why but I feel calmer when titles and headers are lowercase, they feel less threatening.

Finances

This domain switch cost me some money: €2.50.
I know, I know, it's nothing! But part of me still feels guilty. I have deleted the first domain in a frantic rush — a domain for which I still had 10 months of use, already paid. It feels like a waste, but I don't regret it.