Friday, 19 September 2014
An Addiction, I Figure
Having connected to some new-to-me social media networks in the last six months for my "other" writing persona (sigh) I've found they can occasionally make me feel happier, but more commonly bring me down.
I don't know if Jason was right in saying that I needed to be connected to all these sites and while I suppose I have connected to some people I ordinarily wouldn't have been able to connect with, it's also ... just not been good. I don't feel like harping on the why and I'm sure it's partly my fault and I should just ignore and limit my time, but it's sort of addictive.
I used to wonder why my Dad seemed so hooked on the news... it was all so negative, how could he stand it and why was he bothering. And then I find myself obsessively checking the same social site twenty eight billion times a day just to see if there's anything new.
This is not necessarily a new problem for me. I had to ban myself from Stumbleupon years ago and a few other sites that were either draining my time (and life) or my spirit, but because Jason suggested these sites would be good for... whatever might come of my writing... I feel like I "should".
Plus, with things being not so awesome since I've been back, I've been blue... and have been trying to distract myself with .. well, the interwebs.
I'm hoping it's just a phase, but I know that it's one of my struggles.
Distracting myself... with things I find on my computer.
I need to go back to Burning Man where the world was so entertaining all I needed to do was sit... and look.... and be.
But seriously... I just did it again. Took a break from posting. Went to a particular site, looked at this, that and the other and started getting angry, making up stories in my head and f*&%. I hate it. Time to look at changing things I think...