So, Did I Just Eat My Words?!

This is gonna be quick. About a year ago or so, I detested the idea of having an Instagram account. I couldn't understand the need to have another SNS account when I already had my Facebook and Twitter, considering that I often go off the grid for days, so I figured it was totally unnecessary...

Then this year, for no real reason, I made one. I couldn't even remember what prompted me to do so. Anyway, I was a  total #noob! I didn't have a clue what the fvck I was doing and had to literally ask someone about it and oh, Coifishh even welcomed me in the social circle! Haha. Apparently, there were friends who seemed more present in instagram than they ever were in their other social media. They would randomly post pictures of how certain things looked or share a picture of a quote that made an impact on them. I get it, at times I even feel for them.

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In a few days, I got the hang of it and eventually appreciated the novelty of just looking at pictures and feeling the message without the words and all. Take note, I also posted things that were reflective and more sentimental than how I usually am in my other social media (except twitter tho, I have a lot of dramas there! ahaha).
 

Honestly speaking, I cannot even remember why I was so set against having Instagram. Maybe I was turned off by people who posted via Instagram that screamed of vanity, superficiality and how idle and fvcked up their lives were. Or maybe I abhor the idea of being part of something so mainstream, well just maybe.

Regardless of what my initial reason was, right now, I want to use this platform (and the other sites too) for unselfish reasons, to inspire, to connect, to inform, not because I know a lot nor because I'm some sort of social influencer, not at all! But because I have the means to do so.