I like social media, it’s a great creative outlet and I like the humor & inspiration. It’s also a trigger for me for a multide of complex way-to-wordy reasons. Lately, I’ve limited my time greatly on ‘it’ and used it as an outlet BUT not as guide for living. I don’t have to be an social activist, share my moral outrage or every thinkpiece to be a good, kind person with a moral compass.
Unfortunately, I used to think that if I wasn’t actively social on social media or if I didn’t share every important issue, I was a creative failure and I wasn’t providing vital contributions to society.
My experience, strength & hope is simply this:
It’s okay to keep it simple. It’s also okay to be super involved and utilize it for cathartic reasons. Its okay to use it any way you want or not at all as long as you aren’t hurting others or yourself .
It’s okay to say “No. I can’t buy this product from you or participate in your online party /occasion or share your story” ….WITHOUT justifying your reason.
Social Media can be a super dangerous place for the vulnerable. As a recovering ‘People Pleaser’, I’m here to tell you , it’s okay to say ‘NO” on social media , even if it’s mega important to the person that’s asking and it’s a person you love and/or admire greatly.
It’s okay to put yourself first, and sometimes it’s necessary for emotional survival. It doesn’t make you selfish. I’m learning that the majority of my social media anxiety manifests from saying ‘Yes’ , or “sharing”, as a result of, misguided obligation, old fashioned guilt-guilt, & fear. Gut-checked Honesty is my answer now.
I stopped blogging / writing publically or seriously (except for my ”hindscratched” journal) bc of all this above. I’m working on social anxiety with a therapist, and ‘this’ above is a part of my homework . No worries, I will still write humorously for the most part bc that’s the jam that saves me.
This blog is like the ridiculous sweater I bought at Anthropologie a few years ago. It was on sale and the sales lady told me "it looks awesome on you." It's the most bizarre sweater, and whether it looked good on me or not, is highly debatable. Like these blogs, I look at them at say "Yeesh, what was I thinking,," or laugh or bath in their cathartic qualities. The sweater stays for the same reasons.