There’s a period of life when we swallow a knowledge of ourselves and it becomes either good or sour inside. – Pearl Bailey
Keeping in mind that I don’t yet consider myself to be an “elder” or frankly very “wise” (yet!) – I do know that I can look back and reflect. I see a lot of people (many younger than me by a fair gap) on social media, posting EVERYthing. Every feeling, thought, frustration, and more. Especially right now during COVID, it seems everyone’s senses are heightened, and that includes the need to vent it for the world to see. While I don’t choose this method so much these days, I see my own “memories” (especially on the FB app) and my postings from 5-10 years prior…and I did the SAME thing.
Just like the quote at top says, we can be good or sour inside, so be aware of what is being put out. It’s not always fun to look back on my posts from years ago and see how much of a whiner I was. To quote from the film Easy A – “they aren’t all diamonds” (my thoughts that is). I was SUCH a complainer. I was truly always complaining (especially on FB) about thing and everything. Not to say I shouldn’t vent BUT did I need to with 700 of my (not) closest friends? No, I did not. Doing so only left me open to taking on the opinions of others and masquerading them as my own. It only (I’m guessing) frustrated those around me and was an annoyance to read. If not to take any action, WHY post about it at all? FIX the problem, or address it and figure out how to learn from it, but don’t just complain and then get hurt when people chime in on something you invited them into (essentially). I was taking every chance I could to “be sour” and to project that negativity out into the lives of many others, irresponsibly so.
On the other side of things, while I find myself embarrassed by my “memories” some days, I like to read them and see how I have grown. I see how my mindset has shifted and my ability to self-soothe has taken shape. I also see the times (and people) who have passed in my life, and gotten a chance to figure out how I feel about those memories. More often than not, I am not sad to see those people (or moments) are no longer a part of my life.
I put this out there as both a cautionary tale, and as a chance to take inventory of oneself. If you don’t normally check back on what your “Facebook Memories” show you, I challenge you to check in on it every once in a while. See where you’ve grown and acknowledge your past self.