cerena: I keep seeing reblogs like “Don’t think because you’ll realise your life sucks and you don’t know how you get here” or “Sticks and stones may break her bones but names will make her starve herself to death“… I tend to unfollow on sight.
I mean, I get it. When it comes to cookie-cutter bite-sized sayings, Tumblr is the compendium for every inane, self-absorbed, zinger any emo kid ever had in their head. I’ve stopped defending my own blogging because hey, blog what you want. But those little quips turned into pictures that have 3000 reblogs… what the hell? My feed is so ugly now…
My simple answer to the messages referenced above is: move on! Don’t take yourself so seriously, get outside, take some REAL pictures that YOU make yourself, and don’t wallow. Stop power-filtering and repeating every little thing on this site that strikes a cord with you—it is MEANT to strike a cord—like fortune-tellers. People are blogging what you want to hear and while you don’t pay $30 for an hour’s tarot reading, you also don’t get anything personal out of the deal.
It breaks my heart, too, seeing people blogging ORIGINAL content that reads so down and internalized, worries. Talking about self-mutilation or how hard school is. Please blog this stuff out of your system when you need to, because no one should remain with those thoughts cooped up in them. But then let them go perhaps. Accept that there are thousands of others blogging things just like you, you are no alone, you are a good person, and here’s the kicker: YOUR LIFE IS ENTIRELY IN YOUR HANDS. Try to incorporate that kind of reminder IN with all the doubts your mind is feeding you. Write it down in your post. Be your own rescuer.
I worry about some of my Tumblr friends, when I see messages like the reblogs and the originals that read like goodbye letters. Don’t worry about your parents or your friends or the scars you might bear. Just remember that time passes, and quickly. Renew yourself whenever you want to.
You can be anyone. You can do anything. This isn’t lip service. Move to Mexico tomorrow with $200 or less and you’ll figure out how to be okay. Man is a survival fiend.
But don’t spend any more time up there in your head by yourself. Come out and acknowledge the people having just as hard a time as you. Come out and reach out to them in the same moment you are admitting having a hard time. Never let your worldview shrink so far as to forget that you are human, mutable, and not alone.
