Tonight, it’s another post I needed to write, spontaneously. It looks like I need to express a few things these days.
I’ve always been confused about social media and the game it creates between our real and virtual lives. I never thought I would actually be part of this game one day. I’m not the best one with technology, and I’m the worst to pretend.
I’m sure social media has got a few benefits like being a nice window to express who you are, your projects, hope, or compassion. But since I lost my previous account -because of a post about giraffes- I’m even more suspicious about it. I created this new account due to the encouragement of dear friends of mine, but not 100% convinced.
I was naively dreaming of living this nomadic life out of it one day…
But it’s not easy at all, and actually does not satisfy me. I like to share my adventure with you, don’t get me wrong. But I spend way too much time and I don’t feel it brings me something.
Something deep. I spend so much time to express my feelings, to share this adventure the most authentic way possible, to stay true… but it looks like it’s not matching the platform.
I do not want to change who I am to attract, I don’t want to pretend, I don’t want to risk to seduce, I don’t want to get extreme in the titles and to provoke your emotions just to make you click. More followers for what? More likes for what? More views for what?
For now, I just needed to express this sensation growing. I will keep sharing this adventure until I don’t feel the need anymore. Because real life is always the most powerful and the one I will always prioritise.
Any thoughts about this?
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