A while back a blogger wrote about the difference between Facebook and the blogging world. She praised the HONESTY in the blogging world, and I couldn’t help but wince inside. Ever since I have not participated much, had to rethink my stand in the virtual world.
The urge for likes and readers, the number of positive posts paints a picture of our perfect little lives, and I wonder if, in reality, we all just cry out for attention. We comment on other peoples lives and expect them to do the same. Critic -no matter if brutal or gentle- is not wanted. We want to be liked, followed, praised! The statistic shows us if we succeed, even though the numbers never make sense.
I didn’t know my next door neighbor was battling cancer, but I knew a woman who I never met, had broken her collarbone. I am still confused and feel ashamed it had happened. How could I have been so negligent to reality?
At least an hour a day gets lost online and what do I gain? How much of my real life do I miss, when sitting in front of a screen? How many digital pictures will I see -and praise- before I will notice the real beauty around me?
There is no autocorrect to life -it’s up to me!
I am not willing to give up reality, I am not prepared to spend my future retirement in front of screens -big and small.