Emerging from my genie jar

I'd been in there my whole life and was happy about it; I could see out and didn't like what I saw: Drama, hate, scorn, derision, greed, anger and many other disgusting human traits that I wanted nothing to do with. I saw no reason to invite it into my life and certainly didn't want to immerse myself in it by choice. So I chose to stay where I was, safely and happily apart from it.

I'm not really a genie, although I'd look cute in a genie outfit and I know my man wouldn't mind if I made that happen, but I felt like I was inside my own little world and, considering the alternatives, I didn't mind at all; life inside my genie jar was generally comfortable and controllable.

I had enough to deal with in my real life and wasn't inclined to expose myself to additional stresses, but someone rubbed me (not me, my jar) and I came out of my genie jar...out of my comfort zone.

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I'm talking about social media. I've never been involved with it and never wanted to. It's not that I dislike the concept of it, it's just that the way it's used, the behaviours of people on it, disgusts and repels me.

There's many good aspects and if used correctly it can be a positive thing, however I've been shown and heard about so much negativity that I chose not to get involved; that is, until someone rubbed me (I mean my genie jar) and out I popped (in a cute outfit) and I arrived on Hive, my only social media.

It was a huge step for me, a girl who doesn't like using computers and hates social media; what was I supposed to talk about and why would anyone even care?

I soon learned that it didn't matter what I wrote about or even if people cared to read it or respond. I was there for me, to write what I wanted to, and the value or reward came from thinking, feeling and writing, not from external sources. Now that's a social media I can be involved in.

I know there's drama here on Hive, hateful and hurtful people, those acting against the community for their own gain and others who do terrible things against other users but I see none of it. I follow people I like to read and post what I want to, when I want to and when I have the time and I've been surprised at how enjoyable I've found it. I don't mind that I don't have a million followers or that I don't get hundreds of comments or votes; it's not where the value is for me.

I'm proud of myself for emerging from within my little bubble and looking back on what I have posted here feel that it truly represents me, my thoughts, feelings and some of my personality. I'll be content to look back on it in years to come and feel I've represented myself well.

I'm pleased I pushed my own boundaries and stepped over that line where my comfort zone met uncomfortable and that I've found Hive to be so enjoyable.

Becca 💗

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This post has been written for the week 146 of the #weekend-engagement concept featured in THE WEEKEND community.