Today, whilst I took the dog for a walk, I noted in my brain I needed to write something on ‘acceptance.’
The need to be accepted by your peers, by society at large is ingrained in us from early childhood. Whether this be drummed into us by our fellow peers, by the media at large or from our parents, it comes from somewhere.
As we get older, and our life experiences deepen; I think that people either become more in need of this acceptance or it lessens.
Staying on the topic of social media and Facebook of course for the duration of this blog, this need is somehow fulfilled – even if it’s a short term fix. Much like traditional forms of consumerism, the information age is similar in it’s demands and also it’s offerings. But it certainly is a well of water that constantly needs filling up. Dependant on it’s use – It is an outstretching of our egoistic sides – and again, in different users: it can have a bigger or smaller effect on what and how they post. Some peoples Facebook’s on first glance are just photos of themselves, often just selfies in various locations. What does this tell us of this person? That they have been to a lot of places? Or that they want to inform us that their stories do and should matter to us.
And many of them do matter. I’m not arguing that. People do gravitate to those that have characteristics in common or of course are related to each other through family ties or work relationships.
But what I’m interested in, is this. In whatever colour it comes, whether it be political or personal, vain – It is an deep yearning inside all of us to tell the world that we are relevant. That we matter. That we want to tell people and share our story.
There are many personal examples I have of mine which show the benefit to this ‘sharing’
It has broken down barriers in our societies (Or at least those who have an internet connection – with millions of humans of course lacking food, basic sanitation and a home at all, let alone an internet connection)
On my travels in India for example – one of the most beautiful things is the difference in the cultural attitudes to social media and Facebook in particular. “Selfie madam, selfie sir” are the cries of the young Indians who want to have a photo with you to show their friends here they are with the tourists. All these experiences for me are beautiful and show the undeniable humanity that still remains in mother India. But things there too are quickly changing, as is the world. It also is certainly a generation thing.
Where was I going with this piece? I’ve lost my track.
Oh OK. So here I go I think this is where I was going with it
I’ve often remarked to people that I use ‘facebook as a tool’ that I try to use it for ‘good’ purposes. To inform, to educate, to broaden the mind. Interesting first thought: Why have I decided to take this role on? And secondly, Is the reasoning for this to satisfy a part of my ego as well? Does this blog serve the same purpose, just that I don’t as yet have the same audience that I have built up over the years on facebook? Since ‘leaving’ facebook, I have found that I’m not feeling as down as I did the days previous. Living more in these moments and not feeling so overloaded with all the troubles in the world right now. And they do exist, I know they do and I don’t want to forget them or ignore them. but for the moment, these moments at least – I am on a inner journey of self discovery and one thing is for sure – I won’t be the same again in an ever changing landscape of the universe. If one day I return to planet facebook, then perhaps this month or 6 month hiatus from it will be enlightening and perhaps I’ll use it in a different way. One of the most interesting things I think when I’m using facebook is how I appear to other people. this deep self analysis often comes up for me. For example, when I’m re-posting a video of something or have written something, I often watch the video back again once more after posting to ‘see’ what others see. Same thing with writing too. I’ll write something up and then re read it again with the other person in mind. What will they think when they see it?
That’s it for now, another day of no facebook use. It’s been interesting so far and I wonder how many hours I have ‘saved’ since deactivating my account. Interesting really, all of it. Just one big sociology experiment really.
There is nothing wrong with wanted to be accepted of course. We all want to be liked, we all want to be listened to and understood deep down, on whatever level on whatever topic. But what I’m interested in is the obsessive need for it. The need for people to know I’m there and that I’m wanted and understood.
And my final thought – I wonder how people have even noticed I’ve gone at all?!
As Bill Hicks said,
“It’s a mad world, but I’m proud to be part of it”