I have been trying to write about something
here for some time now. I keep writing and deleting things. Even though I am
probably the only one who reads these posts it is still out there which means I
am still technically sharing my reflections with whoever cares to listen. I am
deliberately trying to be vulnerable and since poems and movie/ book reviews
cushion the intensity of the thoughts I am going to stay away from those as
much as I can. First I wanted to write about depression and anxiety but it is
too personal and I am not at the stage of sharing yet. Then I wanted to write
about what is going on in my life, at least on the surface but again I am not
sure if I am there yet. Topic after topic
I was coming to the same conclusion so I have come to the realization that I
have never really actually shared anything with anyone. In some form, like
aforementioned poetry especially I have shared my feelings but never really
anything about what I as a person am going through. After deliberating over
this, I come to the question: how much sharing is too much sharing? With social media we can now share what we
like how we like and as much as we like but most of the time we only see the
positives of someone’s life. Think od it
this way, these posts are like photographs, everyone is smiling and everyone is
happy. Frequently we also come across people’s opinions and thoughts on various
matters considered intellectual but most often they are rants or another way to
portray you a certain way. In this day and age of extreme competition branding
is very important and I see all around part taking in this rat race. I am not
innocent of this crime either, but here is my effort to really writing
something down where there is no propaganda, thought this and other posts to
follow I wish to learn and grow.
What I harmlessly wish to accomplish is to
express myself and that I will do. Perhaps it is time to start sharing.
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Are you still living in Toronto?
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