5 Things I don’t write about

Sometimes there are big gaps in between posts because I’m busy, yes (or lazy), but sometimes there are gaps because there are things I don’t want to write about. Yes, I too am a participant of social media curation culture! But I have your interests in mind at heart, dear reader.

Here, briefly, are the five topics I generally don’t write about.

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When something really good happens. It feels boastful and like it’s ruining the moment to me. Or that I’ll jinx it. I have this fear that anything good that happens to me is a mistake and if I broadcast it, people will find out sooner and take it away. I might quietly post a picture of something for me to remember later instead.

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When something bad happens or I’m generally sad. Snoozefest. Awful. Melodramatic. Would be terrible.

These two things combined mean that I generally only write about medium-positive things. Even if I did talk about them, I feel like they’re so personal that even if they really expressed my happiness, they don’t have a positive impact on other people. It’s like always talking about inside jokes.

Relationships. Relationships are inherently a lot of upper-ups and downer-downs, so that’s out. There’s also general discretion policies. And the vulnerability of telling a story you don’t know they ending to. Sometimes I neglect to tell real human friends I’m dating someone, so of course I wouldn’t to carve it into internet stone. I will admit that this would probably at least tickle into the readers’ gossip itch if I did write about it. But I probably won’t.

Work. I don’t think it’s very professional to talk in detail about what I do at work. It’s putting your co-workers and clients/company on display without their consent. And I’m just one perspective.

My family. This is actually just because I’m not very close to my family. I’d hardly have anything to say on a regular basis.

phamomredwoodsMy mom, aunt, and uncle came to visit me this April. I took them around the city and use their car as an excuse to go to the redwood forest.

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When my mom and my aunt were trying to take pictures on their phone

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So you see those are pretty huge categories in most people’s lives. I tell very little but I talk a lot.

I think it’s nice to remember that people aren’t as clear cut as they seem. So take the time find the ones worth living in complexity with.

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