I’m totally over Social Braggers

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Hold tight kiddos, things are about to get deep.

Well, not too deep. Just deep for this blog.

Let me take a break from updating y’all on my travels and general au pairing life in Paris and let me get a few things off my chest.

Firstly, I’m partial to a lil over sharing on social media and will hold my hands up and admit to at times being a social media bragger. Secondly, I like to think that I do good things in my normal day to day life and try to go the extra mile to help people or do a good deed at times. Thirdly, I’ve recently seen a massive rise in charitable gloaters on all forms of social media (well, the social media I’m on; Facebook, twitter, instagram, pinterest, occasionally tumblr) and I don’t get it. It really annoys and worries me.

IMG_3044Scrolling away I can quickly spot an example of a SMB (social media bragger. yeah it’s an actual term).

‘Passed a homeless man on my way to work. Stopped to buy him a bread roll, his face lit up and he said I was a beautiful human being!’ – 27 likes and 5 congratulatory comments.

‘Today I decided no kid should be unhappy at Christmas. I’ve bought all the barbies at the store for the children’s centre’ – 103 favourites and 59 retweets

-Photo of a tanned girl riding an elephant in a tropical destination- ‘OMG I looooove volunteering with animals. They need people like us to totally save them!’ – 10,678 likes and 288 new followers.

Sound familiar? From donating to a good cause to giving someone your unused parking ticket as a favour; every good deed seems to be one giant social show off and can’t possibly go undocumented. And whats the point? Obviously it feeds our egos and enhances our sense of achievement (not much harm there). But theres something a bit sick about it all in my opinion (when its taken too far); do certain people feel like an act of kindness is only worth doing if they have a photo to document it or an inspiring quote to go alongside it? When was the last time you did something just for the pure unselfishness of it? No possibility of attention, likes, followers or anything else to gain. Where does it end? Will we be reaching for our phones to film us giving money to the poor? Or only helping a neighbour out if there’s the opportunity to snapchat it.

I don’t really know where I’m going with this tip-of-the-iceburg post but it must be better to share thoughts on this and create a bit of a discussion instead of just turning my nose up at it, right? I think some argue that documenting their own acts of random kindness it inspires to do the same. I call bullsh*t.

I’d quite like to see a friend volunteering for a cause they feel passionately about, not just for instagrams sake. And hear of someone helping out a homeless man or woman because they genuinely want to help.

Have you noticed this weird trend on your social media accounts lately? Thoughts?

Mary, x

Major FOMO – 7th October 2014

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Surfers on Table View beach.

Surfers on Table View beach.

FOMO – fear of missing out.

I hate to say it but right now I have the worst case of FOMO. Or just plain travel envy. Everyone seems to be having a wicked time in either Cape Town or Namibia or wherever else in the world and I’m just feeling so sorry for myself and thinking how much my life sucks. Here, in Paris. Oh wait, it relly doesn’t suck. It only sucks because I focus on other people’s exciting plans when I’m feeling a bit crap after a long day of chasing 3 year olds and ironing desgner clothes that I’d never be able to afford and trying to run errands in the pouring rain. All the while it seems like the rest of the world is having a fabulous time in exotic locations eating amazing foods and having the best social life – I full on blame social media. It’s been said a million trillion times but you do only see the best 1% of peoples lives on social media; it’s very rarely a true reflection of their actual lives. So why am I still feeling down about missing out? I think part of it is because of the way I left Cape Town back in June. I never got to say goodbye to very close friends and places that I’d fallen in love with and maybe I just want to be there to get closure. Or maybe I wanna jam on the beach in 40°C weather and go to reggae concerts and drink Savannas in Langa…

So to get over my FOMO I’m trying to plan summer 2015. I don’t know what I’m doing tomorrow but I’m making actual plans for July onwards, lol my weird ways of thinking eh.

I will be TEFL qualified so hoping to start a new job in September (fingers crossed for the perfect job in Rio De Janeiro) but want to fill my summer with some memories from Africa if I can. Or should I just forget Africa for a while and go some place new? Or heaven forbid, do I go to England for the summer?!!?

Feel free to help me figure out my life. Or should I just chill out about future plans and enjoy my time in Paris..? Yeah I should probs do that.

My bad. Ignore my ramblings.

Mary

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