Last week I decided to share what was probably my most personal Youtube video yet. It was something I wasn't going to upload - and something I very nearly didn't - but it was also something I felt like I needed to say at that moment in time. I feel like this has been a bit of a running theme with my blog posts as of late. Completely impulsive, somewhat sporadic and utterly raw in their entirity (and by raw, I mean I just type and type and type until my brain/fingers stop working, hence five million typos per post). I rarely even read through half of the things I've written on here any more, purely because I know that - once I started - I'd end up over-analysing every single word I've ever written, treating it more like an english essay than what I guess is nothing but an online diary entry.
So this got me thinking. Ten years ago half of us never would have even dreamt of writing how we actually felt on the internet. Could you imagine? Sitting down to an empty Myspace bulletin and writing about something other than the fact you had a new profile picture. PC4PC anyone? Please tell me I'm not showing my age here.
Anyway, these days, everyone and their gran (literally, my gran now has Facebook and it scares me) seems to be posting Facebook statuses or Tweets about their latest issues in life, or even their current relationship status. Personally, I love it, because hey, sometimes it's good to know that I'm not the only person in the world that cries when their hair goes wrong, or that I'm not alone when it comes to having absolutely zero idea with what I'm meant doing with my life. Stuff like this makes you feel normal (whatever the hell that means) and less of like a crazy human being coasting their way through life.
But then there's the other side of it. The nasty side. And - whilst I'm lucky enough to not be on the receiving end of it just yet - I've seen so many other bloggers suffer at the hands of others, just by sharing a little chunk of their life to the outside world. Come on, I'm sure I'm not the first person to tell you that sharing yourself, exactly as you are, completely un-apologetically, is hard. Real hard. I mean, don't get me wrong - these days I struggle to even keep my mouth shut at the best of times when it comes to, well, just about anything in life, but a few years ago that wasn't the case, and I know for a fact that it's not the case with other people tapping away on the internet either.
See, the thing is - and this goes for both real life and online life - people aren't as tough as they make out from the outside (yes, I'm talking to you too, tough guy). Thanks to our good pals the media It's now nestled in our brains that, actually, it's not cool to feel uncertain about things, it's not cool to feel depressed or anxious and oh, don't even think about talking to others about why you feel bad. That's really uncool. So here we all are, trying to be cool (or whatever adjective you'd prefer) and secretly driving ourselves crazy because we've convinced ourselves that, actually, sharing ourselves with others is wrong. Talk to a friend and you're confiding in them, type it out on the internet and you're an attention seeker.
Right? Wrong. We're all friends here. I've said it before, and I'll damn well say it again. You share your screw ups, I share mine, and then we all laugh about it a week later. You guys have helped me and I've been told I've helped some of you guys too. So, what? Are we all supposed to stop sharing our lives with each other in fear of the fact it might actually help someone - even ourselves - along the way? Doesn't that sound absolutely awful? Can you sense my sarcasm/ Anyone!?
Ladies, gents, grans, whatever. Share away. Share to your hearts content if you feel like doing it. Say nothing if you don't. Go ahead and share your latest selfie because, let's face it, you look great, and rant about how crap your day was to a stream of Twitter followers because sometimes it just feels damn good.
Now if you don't mind, I'm going to share these pictures of my shoot by Ollie the other day because, you know what? I actually don't mind my face (and thighs!) in them. Sue me.
So tell me, do you guys think we share too much on social media these days!?