to be or not to be personal
Despite the word 'social' in the name 'social media', I find it not to be the friendliest space to express my personal thoughts or feelings despite having a curated list of followers on my account. As a result, I am pretty careful with what I reveal on social media (Really the only thing I post on social media are reposts of funny Doraemon comic strips). While it is common sense to be mindful of what you post, there is a lingering desire to fully letting it all out but that never ends up happening because I fear of judgement and adverse reactions from the very people who have confined me to certain conceptions of my own identity. Being confined to this cage of identity meant straying further from their expectations may let these people down. As I figured the solution was to simply change my platform and so this blog exists.
Yet plenty of these thoughts still live inside my head. I have come to realize personal posts aren't just emotional or intellectual volitions but also learning no matter how much you want to hide from the readers, the truth forever lives on your head. But you worry and worry because it doesn't feel right so they chain you. Regardless of euphemisms the act of deconstructing who you are can be ugly and certain questions may largely remain unanswered.
I beg you, who are you really?
'Rooms by the Sea' by Edward Hopper