Aug 102020
 

Generally, I limit my social media interactions. For the longest time, I thought it was just because I do not care so much about what is going on in other people’s lives that I need to be updated regularly. However, just as its use has evolved, so has my reasoning for why I’m bothered by about 90% of what is out there these days.

Some time back someone recommended an author to me who writes about the peri menopausal/menopausal conditions of an aging woman from a rather humorous perspective – Nora Ephron. I read one of her books and it was indeed relatable and entertaining, but there was something that rubbed me wrong as I was reading her book “I Feel Bad About My Neck: And Other Thoughts on Being a Woman”. Initially, I thought it was the experiences she relates as a white, middle class, empty-nesting mother. Or, I thought perhaps I am just not yet old enough to appreciate it.

However, as time passed and I contemplated it more, I have found that the same niggling that bothered me about Ephron’s book is what irritates me about most social media posts (in particular, FB).

Some people are like me who post the various things they do in a day with a more upbeat tone. I try to share things to let those who follow me – particularly my family whom I don’t get to see often – that I’m still alive and enjoying life, for the most part. I do not post to have political discussions or to commiserate about the woes of my life. My outlet for that is this blog and it is one-sided mostly – as in, almost no one comments and even then there isn’t a back and forth dialog that happens on FB.

It is that aspect of commiseration that bothers me. Ephron’s book is one long commiseration for others in the same mindset and phase of life as the author. However, the tone of the pity party isn’t to uplift or to inspire, but to wallow and help others to feel okay about wallowing as well. In other words, the message is “Don’t feel bad about feeling bad, others feel bad too.”

While I understand the need to acknowledge that sometimes we just need to vent and have at least one person out there make us feel accepted and not alone, I do not think that this should be done on social media. Along the same vein, I do not think that social media should be used to present our lives as better than they are to give others a false sense of who we are.

People have sometimes asked me if my life is as good as it seems when I post pictures of my holidays or what I see and do. I always answer, YES my life is THAT good. It is. But, when I do have my down moments, I look to those around me to offer support and love or I call home to connect and address my homesickness. I do not put it up on a platform to make myself feel better by getting words of commiseration from people whom I may or may not really know and continuing a cycle of: not feeling bad that I feel bad because others also feel bad, so let’s all feel bad together….

The fact is that many people out there are truly struggling. Perhaps they can’t find work. Perhaps they can barely put food on the table. With quarantine and pandemic rhetoric, there are probably people suffering from depression, and isolation may not be serving them well. Therefore, posting about our inability to travel or go out regularly or having to cope with the ‘new normal’ – I hate this phrase, by the way -, we are promoting a negative message. For some, they may think, “If this person, who seems to have it all together, is moaning, then how will I ever get out of my own spiraling personal hell?!”

The truth is that many of us are quite privileged – we have the luxury to eat fully, bake regularly, work from home, order food if we don’t want to cook, see friends nearby, video chat with family from afar, and so much more. So, I feel that we should be sharing the little ways that we find joy in our days – a colorful butterfly, a flower blossom, ducklings on the river, the smile of a neighbor, moments to write or start new projects, etc. Spreading moments of joy and happiness provides others with hope and may inspire them to also see light in their version of darkness.

I’m not saying we should pretend that our lives are grand. I’m saying that the old adage of “If you don’t have anything nice to say/post, then don’t say/post it at all (especially on social media)” should be put into place, especially as we navigate our way through the current state of the world. If we all work toward bringing a little bit more light into the world, then even our own clouds of grey can be swept away.

~T 😀

Aug 222019
 

Reading is my joy. Reading is my escape. Reading keeps me sane. Reading is life!

In past posts, I have mentioned this first set of three books that were on my read-ar, but as I was thinking that it is probably about time that I update on the other books I’ve covered, I realized just how much I have read since my last proper literary escapes post in February.

One way that I can get through many of these books is through Audible. Audiobooks have been a thing for me since I was young since my parents went through a phase of listening to books on their road trips. I used to buy books and download as gifts for years.

However, when I had less time for listening and more time to lounge around on my balcony or home, I read books on my Kindle or in paper form.

Now, being back in the land of a lot more walking and train commuting, I am back to having a ton more time to listen and less to carry around a ‘book’. Therefore, of the 14 titles posted here, I only “read” three and a half of them in totality. The half was _Sapiens_ as I ended up getting the audio version as it was just taking me far too long to read it on my Kindle before bed at night.

So, I’m up to 20 books for the year so far, which is pretty good. I’ve got another audiobook going now, plus one I read at night to slow my brain down.

Of these titles, I have enjoyed all of them. But, will give you a short rundown of my thoughts.

_Spilled Milk_ and _Educated_ fall into a similar genre of the autobiography of a girl who overcomes her circumstances to be ‘successful’ in life. I use quotes because, of course, this is a subjective idea. Both were inspiring in ways and very challenging to read/listen to in parts. I am still processing the impressions they have left on me.

_Stay Sexy & Don’t Get Murdered_, _The Killer Collective_, The Weight of Silence, and _Lying Next to Me_ fit into the ‘murder’/crime genre. Though, the first title is less about crime per se, but is what binds the story together. All were great reads. I recommend the first, though if you are interested in the ladies behind the same titled podcast – which I love!

_Sapiens_ and _My Spiritual Journey_ were historical reads. Neither of which I can say I enjoyed in the sense of the storytelling aspect, but both of which gave me new information about the historical contexts they relayed. I also recognized that though it is good for me to read this genre now and then, I’m just not so interested in it.

_I Feel Bad About My Neck_, _I’m Fine and Neither Are You_, and _Trail of Broken Wings_ were a kind of journey into the mind of women whether from the challenges of aging as in the Ephron book or in finding oneself in the second title, or redefining our inner strengths like with the latter, each offered a different view of the female world. Although I am not necessarily a fan of this kind of literature, I am somehow finding my own female voice through these kinds of works. Of the three, I enjoyed the latter the most, but possibly because it was the more depressing of them all. 😛

_A Year in Provence_ and _Where the Crawdads Sing_ were lovely fiction stories that I thoroughly enjoyed. I highly recommend both, though they are not similar at all.

Finally, the self-help genre with _The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F…_ and _Dare to Lead_ were informative and motivational in different ways. I didn’t quite get all the hype over ‘subtle’ because it assumes a reader who is not reflective or thoughtful already. Thus, not much sunk in as I took much of the advice as ‘duh’ statements. 🙁 Not to say that I didn’t have anything to learn from it, just that an introverted over-thinker such as I had already processed these points. As for Brene Brown’s book read by the author, well, I have been motivated to research the possibility of completing my PhD somewhere. It’s not a for sure thing and, quite possibly I’ll change my mind next month, but through her book, I realized I am indeed still fascinated by leadership and development. So…we shall see.

With that, these are the inputs to my brain the past six months. Still got a few more months to go in 2019 and plenty of trains, planes and automobiles to entertain myself in until then! 😀

Happy Reading!

~T 😀

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