Poor, poor, pitiful she

“Why does nobody follow my social media?” she wails:

Well I tell a little lie, I do get a few followers now and then, on Instagram, Twitter and so on, I don’t use Facebook anymore, but I don’t have as many as some people and when I do get followers, they don’t even appreciate what I have to post, otherwise what was the point in them following me in the first place? I don’t what I’m doing wrong. Everyone else just seems to have it easy. They can get away with posting selfies of themselves and gets lots of likes and comments for them, I’ve never gotten anything like that in my life. I think I must come off as fake to people. But nothing about me is fake at all, whatever I post is true to what is happening in my life in the present moment. People seem to be inspired by others’ happiness but my own. Say I post a picture of me smiling, nobody gives a damn. It doesn’t feel fair. I’m a human being too with interests, passions and hobbies like everyone else.

I’ve always assumed that my vast social-media following has been due to my mad grammar skillz.

Still, this is worrisome, because someone who thinks she’s entitled to X amount of attention on screen probably thinks she’s entitled to comparable levels of attention in Real Life. Of such is madness born.





2 comments

  1. fillyjonk »

    20 October 2016 · 7:52 am

    Lesson of adulthood time:

    It often looks like MOST people have it easier than I do, because I see all my own inner turmoil and frustration all the time, and I only see their outer successes and what they share with the world.

    (Also, many people are better at self-promotion. I know someone who can figuratively take dog food and convince everyone it’s pate)

    Of course, there are people who have it harder than I do, and when I see them I’m reminded to be grateful for the life I have.

  2. The Other McCain »

    20 October 2016 · 8:52 pm

    In The Mailbox: 10.20.16

    Dustbury: Poor, Poor Pitiful She

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