The Internet. Social Media. The two tools that help news and images spread like a wild fire amped up on accelerant. With this there are pros and there are cons that come with that. You know of news around the world within moments. People can share milestones with hundred or thousands in mere seconds of it happening. Twenty five years ago things were very, very different. Memories were developed on camera film and stuck into little books. That’s where my childhood memories are. There’s something to them every time I take them out, holding that memory in my hand. There was a large sense of privacy too – close friends or family saw silly (or embarrassing) things – not thousands or millions of others. Unless someone broke into a house or stole from the local photography developer your images weren’t stolen.
Things were quieter and more private back then.
Today images are yanked from all outlets even when you have an added level of protection. Images are posted and spread across the Internet that others might not want shared. It happens every single day.
I’ve always been mindful of what I post, especially of others – if it’s something I wouldn’t want posted of myself, I don’t post it of someone else. Period. I don’t get joy out of humiliating others especially when it comes to my family. I don’t care if it’s images or it’s words.
We must be mindful. The things placed on the internet cannot be taken back. I’ll never bad mouth my husband on twitter or even my kid – why? Because I wouldn’t want to see them do it to me and I wouldn’t want them see me being hateful or hurtful towards them.
I see it all the time.
Wives angry their husbands worked late and they were alone with the kiddos an extra hour and a half.
I see mamas posting their kids having tantrums or acting out and captions saying harsh things.
I’m not going to judge. It’s their business, I just can’t help but wonder “is that someone you would want them to see next week? In 5 years? In 20?” Sometimes being a wife is tough, sometimes being a parent is tough. I get it. Social media makes it easy to share every detail, every thought very quickly. Thoughts good and bad flood timelines. I understand the concept of “being real” and sharing “real life” but can’t that be done without chucking loved ones under the metaphorical bus? I believe it’s possible to share real live and edit things out that affect others. I really, really do.
When I scroll through my feeds on twitter and on Instagram I don’t expect to see perfection. I like seeing real life – messy kitchens, meals that got a little too “golden brown to be super delicious”, I like to see messy art workspaces and less than perfect DIYs because those things are very real but they aren’t hurtful. The other posts though? They’ve made me unfollow others (or seriously consider doing so) because I don’t want to be a part of the negative sharing and shaming – seemingly encouraging it.