22 Apr My social media confessions
Whenever I’m alone, I’m mostly hooked to my phone checking social media. I don’t think I ever had anyone telling me to stop paying attention to my phone, though. I think it’s quite rude to be on the phone all the time while I’m with family or friends. Of course, I wouldn’t like it if anyone does this when I’m with them. Not long ago, I started having a problem going to sleep. Why? Because I keep checking stuff online. I have a FoMO. I am a social media addicted.
I’m always reading my Twitter timeline. I want to read all of the tweets. What’s the benefits of this? I don’t know! It doesn’t affect my work though because I’m quite good at multitasking. At night, I don’t want to put away my phone. After I checked Twitter I move on to Facebook and then Instagram. Oh, it’s been 10 minutes there must be new tweets! It’s going on a loop. The next thing I know, it’s already 2 am. Guess what is the first thing I do when I wake up. Check social media!!! LOL!
I joined Twitter because I wanted to follow famous people that I like. Then random people start following me. It makes me feel good when I get more followers. I felt accepted by someone. I have no idea why they’re following me as I barely tweet anything that benefits other people. I just rant. I tried to get attention from people. I want more people to follow me. I never click “like” on my own posts, though. I care about those numbers whether it’s going up or down.
One day I start thinking about why do I have to care how many people are following me? People can use my words against me when I say something stupid. I want to protect my privacy. I want to share things without getting into troubles. There are many times I want to complain about things. I wrote a very long Facebook status, posted it and deleted when I feel better. I got it out of my chest. I don’t want to see that post haunting me in the future. I just want to let it go.
Today I see social media as my online diaries. Twitter is for ranting. This week I deleted many people from following me. I thought having more people following me make me feel good. Well, having to post anything without fearing people will like it or not make me happier! And that’s my confessions.