Over the last month, my relationship with social media has changed. Whereas once upon a time, heading on to Twitter to express my concerns over something, finding comfort in scrolling aimlessly through hundreds of tweets and just generally, zoning out of real life was my solace but now, I find myself… resenting that very thing. And it’s not only Twitter, don’t worry Twitter bby, I’m not singling u out. Some days, I can’t bare to look at Instagram and the thought of going on Facebook? Oh, hell no. My relationship with social media has changed. But why?
On 26th June, I wrote a post about some current goals I had at that point. My target for these goals was my birthday which is on 4th September. Well, it’s the 1st today so we’re only a few days away and how did I do? Did I achieve any of my goals? I’m taking a look back at them today and seeing how I did!
Despite the fact I wrote a post about how bloggers should do whatever the hell they want, listen to no one, rock to the beat of their own drum and all that, there’s no denying that some things on Twitter are just a no-go. Like, it’s not about “doing whatever you want” anymore, it’s simply about not being a annoying twit. And Twitter seems to be the main place where the twits of the world congregate. Where blogging is concerned, Twitter can be an exceptionally effective tool for growing your blog, making friends, getting involved and gaining opportunities. But at the end of the day, none of us want to follow a twit do we?
In order to get to the main chunk of this post, we’re going to have to embark on a little story time. So grab a cuppa, a bar of choccie, a pizza, a roast dinner – whatever your vice is and join me in story time with Jenny on why you shouldn’t feel bad for expressing your emotions on social media.
Christmas was a time to ‘eat drink and be merry!’. New Year was also a time to drink to the future – and to the past – to new starts and new memories. But what if, like me, you don’t drink? (Alcohol I’m talking about here, not just liquid in general. If that was the case, I probably wouldn’t be here writing this blog post). Before Christmas, I took my frustrations to Twitter (as we so often do these days) and the reactions and replies I received prompted and inspired this blog post and I wanted to think and talk about alcohol. Why I don’t drink it, why it’s okay not to drink it and why oh why some people look at you like you’ve got 3 heads when you tell them that actually, it’s Christmas and I’m still not going to have a drink.
When I joined the Twittersphere at the same time I joined the blogosphere, I did not know how bloggers gained so many damn followers. I understood that I was a newbie and that it wouldn’t happen over night and many bloggers had been working for years to build up such a substantial following but I could just never envision it happening for me. Until it did.
Correct me if I’m wrong, but a lot of peeps who start a blog have the intention of hopefully, maybe, doing product reviews somewhere down the line. I know I did. And I’ll be the first to admit that getting free stuff is f***ing awesome. And having brands put their products and trust in your hands is f***ing awesome. But unfortunately, with so many bajillions of bloggers all hoping and working for the same thing, products don’t always come to us at the rate we want them to.
When I came onto the blogging scene in 2013, I had no idea what a Twitter chat was. I’d never seen one or heard of one and when I finally came across one (Lord only knows which one it was), I wasn’t particularly eager to get involved and I didn’t think it would be for me. When I finally did take part in my first one, I wasn’t nervous at all – I just thought I would answer some questions on Twitter and see other people’s answers to the same questions. I realised it was quite fun so started to take part in more and more, particularly ones in different topics.
Stats, page views, followers, Twitter followers, Facebook likes, whether you like them or not, in the blogging world, numbers are everywhere. Some people take more notice of the numbers than others. Some people are consumed by numbers and others couldn’t give a rats ass but at the end of the day, every blogger has numbers to their name. Caring about them is a whole other ball game but… do they really matter?
Last month saw the start of the brand new series of Paul O’Grady’s, ‘For The Love of Dogs’. I don’t know about you but I absolutely adore that show and haven’t missed a single episode since series 1. Paul O’Grady, fellow dog lover, heads into Battersea Cats and Dogs Home in the UK to give us, the viewers, a little insight into the workings of the rescue centre and also the sometimes very grisly background of some of the poor, unfortunate dogs that walk into the centre every single day. As well as extremely informative and eye-opening, the show can often be heart-wrenching and I’ve been known to
shed a tear sob uncontrollably at a handful of cases Paul has worked with on the show.