When I launched Owning Pink a year and a half ago, my goal was to stay true to my authentic self, even as I revealed more and more of myself publicly. Many times, when writing a post -- and later, writing What’s Up Down There? -- I questioned how much to reveal. Where do you draw the line between being authentic and just TMI? I’ve been known to tweet on Twitter about signing off so I can go get lucky with my hubby. I’ve written openly in my blog and my book about the HPV that led me to have a procedure on my cervix meant to ward off cervical cancer. I’m featured in Redbook magazine this month discussing the sexual dysfunction that contributed to the demise of my first marriage. In my book, I confess to the elective C-section I had, the one I lied to everyone about when it happened four years ago. I write openly about the ambivalent feelings I had as a new mother.

So why am I doing this? Don’t I have any sense of modesty? Don’t I have secrets I’d prefer to keep to myself? Is nothing sacred? Does the world really need to know every little detail of my life? Aren’t there people I should protect? Do I really want to be ALL ME, ALL THE TIME? These are great questions -- ones I wind up asking myself all the time.