There are more than enough studies that say that social media increases depression. That’s why I tend to stay away from it. I admit, I have a Facebook and Instagram account. I technically also have an X account, but I can’t ever seem to get into it. But I have, in the past only used it to follow people that consistently make me smile with their content.
For example, a friendly, tatted piercer that likes to give forehead kisses, and a mental health advocate that likes making songs to make people feel special. There is a couple whose interaction and cheerful nature makes me smile. I also follow two celebrities that make me smile. I don’t follow many people as you can see. It’s for the reason social media increases depression. These people typically only post their good moments, their good times causing people to compare themselves, thus feeling like they aren’t as put together, that their life isn’t as good. I try to keep this in mind while I keep up with these influencers.
With all that said, I have started putting myself out there and posting. I made my first post on Instagram. I don’t have any followers, so it’s more for me, but it was fun pretending to share a picture of me with my birds hanging from my hat. I work from home with the birds flying around all day, so I commented that “My coworkers are all up in my business today”. But they make me smile, and feel good (except when they bite my ears), so the song I chose was something about it being a good day. I had never heard the song before, but I found the sample fitting.
I want to post videos of me singing, but I don’t know that that should be all I post, so I am being slow and steady like the tortoise, just as I am trying to be with this new way of thinking about writing this blog.
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