Life is changed ... I miss you my diary

when i was a teenager, i used to write down my feelings, thoughts and everything i face in my diary, just like what I'm doing now, to write down the same things in my blog same like the other bloggers, but today i asked myself a question; what is the difference between the two types? i used to tell all my secrets to my diary, it kept them, safely, it held my tears when i felt bad, and share my happiness when i was, i lived a life with each paper of it, i used to feel bad when a tear would drop on any page, cus the ink will make a dark spot, i used to use a liquid ink pen, it was silver it was "Waterman" ... i also loved it "the pen" , it was writing without my help, it felt what i was going through ... it helped me with the diary to prove to myself that I'm exist, and they are still in my lucked drawer, safe and still keeping my secrets. and now, we are using our blogs, the virtual life, writing down everything we can think about, and waiting the others to share their comments, poor us, poor me, there is no relation between me and my feelings, i can write down my words where ever I'm, i only need a computer and internet access, i may use your, her, his computer, what ever, it doesn't matter, i bet, that i can know what i feel by one look to the handwriting, but is there anybody can tell me if She/He can feel anything through the typing ... we lost the soul of writing
we are fake, writing just to write, just to show off, we are reflecting what we are pretending to be, not what actually we are .... Damn you virtual life ... i miss you my diary