What an epically rubbish title, I know but it captures the nonchalant tone of the post.
Have you ever noticed that the majority of online content seems to be the same? Last years January content was all “New Year, New Me” and then this year everyone is talking acceptance of who they are, embracing their faults and being kinder to themselves, OH! and not caring about their Instagram figures but focusing instead on being true to themselves…
Which is great in theory but are we not just jumping on the next bandwagon? I know I am, I’ve had The Power of Now by Eckhart Tolle on my reading list since November and I just can’t get through it. I try and I try but in trying to make myself a better person I am turning into a fruitloop. So Tolle got bumped for Mark Manson’s The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F*uck which unfortunately seems to sit better with me if it wasn’t so cliche and an obvious following of the constructed consumer “self” that I seem to so easily buy into.
Then there are all the resolutions; more me time, less time on social media, digital detox, healthy lifestyle, Dry January blah blah blah. Yes we all want to be the best version of ourselves, yes I love the new year and the opportunity for a fresh start and due to my complete lack of will power I am doing Dry January and on a diet, no not a healthy lifestyle choice, I’m on one of those be miserable as you’ve got to shift loads if you want to hit the beach this summer.
Oh and another thing everyone and anyone is blogging, I mean what’s that all about???? I mean obviously its fine for me as it’s very important I write this as I’ve so much housework to put off! – JOKE! And actually, it’s a scientific fact that social media taps into areas of the brain, releasing endorphins or whatever that give us a buzz when people like our posts and our followers go up (click here to read a quick article on it). So we do care, or rather those of us who post and have public accounts, care and there’s no point in trying to deny it.
It was only a couple of months ago, during my first post that I was spouting off about slowing down and taking the time to enjoy life and yes to some point it worked. I thought if I believed in it enough I could adopt it and everything would be wonderful. It did help a bit, it helped me readjust and rebalance after a horrendous move and even worse build up of events prior. So last year I tried and failed at slow living, mindfulness, turning full vegan and being honest with myself. Yay me!
What am I going on about? Well, nothing really and that’s the point. I am never going to come up with something groundbreaking, I’m never going to be an amazing writer or photographer and I’m probably never going to change. And in the interest of social transparency, I’m holding my hands up and admitting yep I’m one of the masses, show me a pretty bag or lipstick and tell me its expensive and yep I WANT it, and I want to show off about it! Tell me I am in charge of my own destiny and can achieve anything I put my mind to, and yep I will spend countless hours clogging up the internet and your Insta feed with my self absorbed rubbish.
So in an effort to be very on-trend here’s to a very self-accepting 2019, whatever that may bring.