You know that feeling where you’re watching something collapse right in front of you and you’re powerless to stop it so you let it happen and then just kind of laugh because you knew it was going to happen and no one would listen to you and now you’re quietly saying “told ya so” in your head?
I was asking for a friend.
No, but seriously, I am in the middle of this very thing and it’s at once infuriating, frustrating, validating, and hilarious. But mostly, it’s just stupid.
I know. It’s annoying that I’m going to write this whole post without any details, but the thing is, I really can’t share the details right now. Maybe in a few months I’ll be able to spill it all. In fact, in a few months I probably WILL spill it all, whether I should or not. But this is not that day.
But here’s what it all comes down to.
People really should listen to me. I know what I’m talking about most of the time and I don’t do anything arbitrarily.
In addition to this totally redacted situation, there’s another one that I desperately want to blog about, mostly because I want you lovely people out there to back me up on this. But, alas, I cannot.
It’s kind of super frustrating that I can’t just spill my guts about everything in life right here on my blog. I want to. I really, REALLY want to. Especially these two particular sets of circumstances. Because I think you would enjoy it, but also because I could use the sympathy/commiseration/advice.
But I’ve learned through the years that you really SHOULD NOT put everything out there on the internet or in social media or whatever. Some things are not ours to share. Other things ARE ours, but that still doesn’t mean we should share them in such public places.
Last night, Chris and his daughter and I did something we rarely do. Sat in front of the TV to eat dinner.
(Dinner is almost ALWAYS at the table and the TV is almost always turned off.)
Anyway, his daughter, who’s 8 (and just started third grade today!) really wanted to watch some show called Jessie. I’ve never heard of it before, but it’s streaming on Netflix, so we obliged. It’s definitely not as enjoyable as, say, iCarly, but whatever. The kid likes it and she was happy. So we’re watching this episode and there’s some little girl telling Jessie a story that’s supposed to be set back in Renaissance times or something and there’s a joke about the townspeople writing all of their status updates on the wall for everyone to see. They were writing them on an actual wall, and literally EVERYONE in town could see what everyone else was up to.
The show was silly (and not necessarily in an adorable way), but I got to thinking about the kinds of things we put up on the wall for everyone to see. I mean, yes, there are obviously the billions of food pics gracing Instagram that no one actually cares about. But there are a LOT of VERY personal things shared. Things that maybe shouldn’t be shared in such public forums. Things that the world doesn’t need to know.
I suspect a big part of the reason we so easily share these previously unshareable tidbits about our lives is because we do need that commiseration or validation or what have you. When we share something and other people call us brave or join in and admit that we aren’t alone, it makes us feel like maybe we aren’t so weird.
But just because we CAN share everything really doesn’t mean that we should.
And it definitely doesn’t mean you’re normal just because someone else does that weird thing too.
I don’t really have a point to all of this, other than to say that I really want to say a lot of things, but I’m going to be a responsible adult and not say any of them. Because doing so won’t do me any good and would probably actually be to my detriment.
I don’t need any more detrimental stuff to happen. I’ve got enough going on.
So I’m curious about something…what’s one of the most ridiculous/inappropriate/terrible posts you’ve seen on social media? How bad are the people in your circles??