By Rhonda L. Bayless
Executive Director
Social Media is an interesting creature.
ONLINE: We’re all so brilliant. We’re all so healthy. We all are so
religious. We love our mothers. We are perfect parents. Well, I’m here
to tell ya, not me.
I’m flawed. I’m quirky. I don’t like to
go to places where there’s a lot of people. Quiet is cool. Me and God
fight. My daughter and I just had a horrible two years but we’re back
being where we should be. I’ve been physically unhealthy for the past
two years and it was causing some depression. I couldn’t figure it out. I
don’t like to be deep, every damn day. I know what I know and there’s a
whole lotta stuff I’m clueless about. I’m a patient friend but I can
shut you out without reason. I’m working on me.
Social Media is missing a dose of
realness and regular. I’m down for folks working to obtain their goals
and doing it out loud. I get it. I know that it can help others. I’m
just concerned that we so want to put on the good face of positivity and
perfection that we miss out on being human and honest with ourselves.
We’re so zoned in on shaping our online persona that I think we forget
how to be ourselves. I appreciate my journey. I accept it all
wholeheartedly. I’m never afraid to share the ups and downs of my day.
It’s a part of my freedom.
I’ve witnessed some amazing displays of emotional neediness on Facebook in particular. I watched a woman document the death of a parent from the statuses saying, “I’m heading to the hospital,” to the announcement of the parent’s death. She posted pics of her and her sister receiving news about the parent’s ill-fated turn. She did video clips of thanking people on Facebook for their support.
I’ve witnessed some amazing displays of emotional neediness on Facebook in particular. I watched a woman document the death of a parent from the statuses saying, “I’m heading to the hospital,” to the announcement of the parent’s death. She posted pics of her and her sister receiving news about the parent’s ill-fated turn. She did video clips of thanking people on Facebook for their support.
What was she getting from this? Without
Facebook, how would she receive support and encouragement? What does it
mean that we are seeking approval, admiration, and encouragement mostly
strangers in many cases? Let me be honest. I will post a selfie of a new
doo or new color of lipstick. So I guess, I could ask myself the
question and I can’t say I know the answer. I do recall being at a park
with my grandson and I took pictures. The first thing I wanted to do is
post them but then I thought why not just keep them for me. This was our
moment. The person on FB in Florida doesn’t have to share this time. It
was for us.
There are more and more articles being
written about the psychological impact of social media on the
self-esteem. We’re affected and I don’t know if we care. How are we free
when we worry about what filter we need to use for a picture? How are
we free if we are afraid of our failures and we sugar coat them with
bullshit positivity. Sometimes positivity is bullshit. We have gotten
caught in memes and graphics of famous quotes that tell us that life
should always be rainbows. There’s less memes about the rain and the
storm. We learn in the darkness. We should accept and appreciate those
dark times and understand that we need both the sun and the rain for all
growth to occur.
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