Bambi… Come KO to my Blog. Bambi. Ate leave ko a comment, at least ko a ka like.
In many ways, I think this is why I closed my Facebook account. As a human being, “words of affirmation” – they work for me. They get me going. The lack of them, leaves me an empty shell of neediness. Melancholy neediness. Like imagine 100 of that sad creature from inside out.
Converted into the currency of social media this means – Likes, Comments, Shares, Retweets, Reposts, that little bar chart in my admin panel going up up up.
When I open up a new post and start typing… I am plagued with thoughts that go along the lines of: “this is a shitty post”, “Kirabo, your grammar sucks – did you see that chick who posted about grammar issues, yes, she was talking about you”, “Now look, that sentence was too long”,”That story was way too personal – Eish woman! This is the world wide web not your personal journal”,”Will people get the point?”
Jeez, Kirabo – insecure, much?
Yes, so like @pkahill wrote – the voices in my head have voices in their collective heads. Now, can you imagine the stress that was brought on by #UgBlogWeek?? You open your TweetDeck and it has exploded with this one blog that people will not stop talking about, begrudgingly you head over there and discover, all them people did not even claim socks. *insert devil smiley*, You laugh quietly to yourself and demand what is rightfully yours.
Or you decide, “but all these 100 followers of mine, they have to help me become famous (inner dreams now coming out)…”. You tag each and every one of them in your qouted tweet of your tweet.
I am GUILTY!!!
This morning, I smiled when I scrolled through the tweets and discovered I was not alone… Tehehe, I have some friends out there. Quite a number of you, I might add.
The fear of putting yourself out there because you are not sure how people will react to you, is like attempting to live within your shadow.
Take a deep breath and acknowledge, people might not/never get your particular brand of curious crazy – Tehehe and that is okay, because they will have no idea what they are missing out on. **Insert, it sucks to be them cliche**.
Note to myself & any other the ‘hits counter addicts’ out there:
A luta continua, vitória é certa