Hi! I’ve resurrected from the dead (returned from my quarterly existential crisis) and I have some things to say. I started a substack with the idea that it would be a fun cute way for me to put my thoughts out and express myself on a platform that doesn’t feel so performative and impossible *cough cough Instagram* but when you are not only a socially anxious perfectionist but also neurodivergent, you find a way to make it all a nightmare for yourself. Since I was a kid I was terrified of too much attention, while wanting to get recognition for my accomplishments. Like how does that even make sense? I think a lot of creative people can relate to this, and in this day and age of social media literally shaping our society, how information is spread, the perception of our lives, and the quantity and quality in which we consume, it is an all-encompassing nightmare.
I think you have been taking thoughts right out of my head. I am SO disheartened lately with, in particular, Instagram. If you're a little fish like myself it's impossible to feel seen or heard. I refuse to dance to their algorithm, it's soul sucking. Great post Becca, keep 'em coming!
I’m so glad but also so bummed this problem is so relatable lol. We’re doing our best and that’s really all that matters at the end of the day. Thank you so much Colleen 🖤
I think you have been taking thoughts right out of my head. I am SO disheartened lately with, in particular, Instagram. If you're a little fish like myself it's impossible to feel seen or heard. I refuse to dance to their algorithm, it's soul sucking. Great post Becca, keep 'em coming!
I’m so glad but also so bummed this problem is so relatable lol. We’re doing our best and that’s really all that matters at the end of the day. Thank you so much Colleen 🖤