Updated: Jan 3
When I was busy (pre lockdown) I would use social media to record moments I did not want to forget. Mainly the people I met, the seagulls, places I'd travelled to, fond moments with friends. Now there is a void as most of it is spent planning ahead or foreboding without the real life social interaction so many of us became accustom too. And although I love having time to myself or with a loved one, I fear I will fall into a trap once snared many years ago where I became mood controlled by social media. I was hounded by two people across Twitter. Basically, they just didn't want me there and things became that bad, I left.
I think on reflection, my insistence to animal welfare being for all to participate and not just those with too much money and spare time on their hands to benefit from in order to accelerate book sales and Netflix views. The couple never visited the rescues they claimed to endorse. It was all very staged and utterly fake. My flag was for the actual rescuers and trying to raise money for them. More than a tweet is needed, and still to this day I am infuriated that such people actually do more harm than good in the long run of things - because they undermine the entire ethos of welfare and community and give celebs a bad name in general, when there are those really doing the work. The couple knew nothing of true clarity - basking in privileged lifestyles, where no idea for their projects is their own 'real life' inspiration, but more the magpie effect of stealing the ideas of others. It's behind me now. But recently I felt myself slipping back into a reliance of social media. Concerning to say the least. It can never be so bad as they got caught and suddenly I was no longer the victim but more the heroin for standing up to them. A bully will only target you when they believe you are vulnerable and a bully will never stand alone, they need an army behind them. That's what turns them on most.
On Facebook (in particular where I have a private page) I have noticed people putting out the most dull and repetitive posts throughout the day and night that are boring to say the least. Vanilla people with an obvious addiction to the need for likes. Then others are actually saying interesting stuff and seem to slip under the radar. Basically, the more you go at it, the more likes you get. it's like a ruthless competition and not many of the posts are sincere. It's all mainly bravado. Who the fuck invented all this crap ...
Being in the real world these things don't matter. Lockdown however is dreadful for such a large proportion of those alone in particular. A cruel and wicked game designed for fame and fortune and 'want to be' the above. I have days at a time where I turn off my phone and the internet. I find new hobbies and read magazines. I think more and plan ahead much better. I get a new confidence within myself. I appreciate my loved ones more.
I suppose it's all about balance and to remind you that nobody is leading the perfect life. It's good to talk. To reach out. Every stranger has a message. New doors can still open even when we feel as though there are only dark corners. Keep going. Make progress and appreciate we have this life to make the most of. I am going to talk about wax melts next. Just had to get the above off my chest/breast/bosom. I find blogging hugely therapeutic. It's more intimate.
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