I temporarily deleted my Facebook account this past saturday, (for reasons I’ll get to later). This most likely means that no will read this post unless I re-activate my account. How then do I get folks clicking on M-Squared without the crutch of a social network? The last thing anyone wants is that e-mail alert reminding them of my new post.
The relationship between Facebook and I has gone sour. I’m beginning to lose myself and identity through endless hours of updating and stalking other users. During those hours of stalking, I sometimes think that perhaps my life pales in comparison to the online avatars I’ve consider my peers, “friends” and “friends of friends”.
You see there once was a time when I could call myself unique, eccentric even. You know like a snowflake. There were many aspects of my being that I contributed to who I was. As I age, however, I realize that these passions, hobbies, quirks, books, and experiences have gotten lost in the trends of the modern world. Now I’m just one of 264,475 fans who also “Like” listening to, watching, and practicing that thingamajig.
If I’m the same as every Tom, Dick and Harry out there—how do I get people to care about what I think? More importantly what I write. I’m worried that perhaps what I have to say won’t stand out. I fear that I am not fully able to allure people into my world of thought and testimony. Yoda once said, “Fear turns into ager and anger turns into suffering”. I suppose in order to avoid suffering my lesson is to continue this blogging endeavor without fear, but with the desire to write and express myself openly to others. To you.
In the meantime, I should probably practice my grammar, take more smutty photos and find another way to redirect people to this blog.