The post I was going to write probably would have been kind of heavy today. The post I was going to write today was more therapeutic than informative. The post I was going to write today is something that’s been on my mind since I started in the world of blogging.
I logged on to Twitter on Sunday to hear of the death of Trey Pennington, a prominent social media figure. I’ve been following him pretty much since I started on Twitter but never really got to know his philosophies. Let’s face it. Social media is a crowded space and everyone has thoughts about it. It’s impossible to keep up.
As many people have reflected, the online persona people present are only a fraction of the picture. On my lightest days, I can get online and crack a joke a mile a minute. On my darkest days, I don’t get online at all. Or I simply read. I don’t interact.
I’m quite sure we’re all a bit like that. I once said that it’s a good thing Twitter doesn’t have sound. To be playfully tweeting and yelling at my son at the same time might be a bit startling. But it’s a reality that most of us live. We get angry and sad. And while we live in an online world that makes it “okay” to share everything, most of us reserve our most private thoughts for offline. Sometimes we don’t share them with anyone.
More and more, I talk about how the lines of “real” friends and “online” friends are becoming blurred. I’ve met people in person that I’ve known only through Twitter. I’ve chatted on the phone with people I know only through their blogs. I start to see the complete picture.
Other friends slowly disappear from Twitter. Their blogs gather dust and they get lost in the mire. On more than one occasion, I’ve thought “Hmmm, haven’t seen that person online in quite sometime” only to find they haven’t posted anything online in 3 months. 3 months is a long time.
I’d like to think that my friends and family would notice if I hadn’t been heard from in 3 months.
The point is that there is always more to the story. There is always something going on. Something that we don’t know and can’t know. And instead of waxing philosophical about it, I’d rather leave it to the experts.
I read a post yesterday by Jay Baer that so brilliantly said everything I’ve been thinking, only he was able to add more personal perspective to the topic. I encourage you to read his piece, Social Media, Pretend Friends, and the Lie of False Intimacy. He said it better than I ever could.