It has become apparent that there is an art to over sharing. It is a skill which barely any over 25s, hardly any over 30s have, few over 50s have and practically no over 70s have. If you look at the younger generation, snapping a quick selfie and sharing where they are, who they’re with, what they’re doing, what they’re eating and how they are feeling is nothing and what’s more, most of them do it with a cool filter, nice makeup and a new outfit making you look at yourself in the mirror and think … oh, maybe I should have made more of an effort today
This millennial generation has grown up with the art of over sharing, something which most my friends and I can’t decide if it is a good or bad thing, if you talk to my psychiatrist friend she would say it is having an extremely negative impact on young people with social pressures for the perfect filtered life, but if you talk to someone who is successfully over sharing, the general feeling is that the positives outweigh the negatives as it helps people feel they can connect to others and aren’t alone with issues which only a few years ago wouldn’t have been talked about even in private.
So where did all this over sharing come from? Growing up making dens, playing in fields and making mud pies didn’t lead to me feeling like I have to share a picture of my breakfast with you. At 27 I am part of the in between gang. While Zoella was just discovering how to post videos on youtube, I was still trying to download music from limewire and chat to boys on MSN, blissfully unaware of what youtube was or that in 10 years time I will wish I had been telling the world about my passion for photography via the internet and showing them the photographs I had taken this whole time in an attempt to beat the crowd of mass photographers who now post up tips, tricks and their latest work to their millions of followers. However the young’uns who grew up on mobile phones to keep them quiet, the latest play stations and access to a super fast internet connection practically wherever they go, I suppose it was only a natural progress for them to develop a natural talent for online skills and with the confidence which comes with being young and slightly naive, the online world is their oyster.
I myself am torn between wanting to share online and over thinking it. I want people to know more about me as I enjoy finding out about other people online, following a world of bloggers and youtubers, however there is something old fashioned in me which prevents me from posting most the time. The worst of them all, which the pressures of beats me every time is… Instagram. A social platform for sharing pictures instantly. Supposedly as you take them, however with a mass of carefully curated square boxes filling my feed, I find myself spending hours trying to select the perfect picture to follow the last 8 I have posted only to eventually give up and not post anything. Welcome to the art of over thinking!
Over the next month I am going to dedicate myself to not caring and just posting, showing off my work and what I am up to, to see if I can finally find out the art of oversharing.
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