There is a difference of being you and being socially connected. There are lines that distinguish them. You either cross them or you don't. You either get the whole story, the whole feeling, or you don't. You do have the option of Transparency though. You can get out what you want to say, but this opens doors for misinterpretation. Something that I have to deal with quite frequently because I roll with both honesty and being transparent.
I shared a very personal viewpoint late last night. I didn't have to. I didn't have to open the door to strangers, friends and family to know something that they wouldn't have if they chose to read it. Most people look at things and define character. I do...I definitely do that. I do view though my social sharing as a hypocrite. I get pissed when I'm told to filter, honestly. I'm being me. I have a shot gun mouth and delayed thinking. I get really heated and become this person that acts on emotion without seeing how first how it can affect others, let alone myself. I'm usually cleaning up a lot of messes my mouth makes. Its me though. I'm trying to change some part of it, but changing such a natural element of myself is where its hard.
I don't like people thinking negative of me. When I act and speak a certain way I have to accept another perception even when my intentions were never negative to begin with. My damn emotions get the best of me so I get a little selfish and just get out what I want to and not want to deal with how other people may think of it. You take something I say personal and your name isn't even mentioned, then you are ignorant. Your the naive one that thought I was talking about you when I wasn't and you done got yourself up in a tissy for nothing except to piss me off. I had that happen quite a few months ago. It still annoys the piss out of me honestly. I said on Facebook, "Stupid Nurse" and then something else along with it. Well two people just saw Stupid Nurse. They didn't see anything but that. Why? Well they are nurses. I didn't say, Sarah and Brianna are stupid nurses. I said stupid nurse and why this person was a stupid nurse. I didn't label a name because I obviously don't associate with them via facebook. I obviously don't like them for the reason I stated. I'm still to this day getting back lashed for it. I had to deal with a stupid nurse and then two more stupid people after it because they made it about them because they didn't have the balls to ask..."Hey...what happened? Or Who ya talking about?" Nothing of the sort. They just thought it was them........blah blah blahhhhhhh
People don't know that when I do sit down and write either this blog or my Pharmacy one that I have classical piano playing loudly in the background unless I say I do. People don't know where I am unless I say I do or punch it in on Foursquare. I tweet random thoughts like I'm having a conversation with myself, I facebook to see how many people actually even listen. I get fired up when I see more investments on Empire Avenue, your social standing in the Social Media world. I'm that girl lost without her phone, iPad, Laptop, and my many desktops. I check all my emails, I respond to every text, I return every call. I enjoy being connected. That's it. If you don't want to see when I got take a pee, then don't follow. Okay...so I don't announce when I pee. There are lines that believe it or not I don't cross. ;)
You know something about me and want to judge my character for it by the way I share then do it. I write and be connected for me. I have to take in all the good and the bad with it because of it. Maybe I'm just naive and expect that if I write something and someone that reads it begins to try to figure out what the hell I'm coming from that I would expect them to come to me versus talking to everyone else around them about me. That doesn't happen though. I usually get a conversation delivered to me by my father or sister two weeks after I say something or do something and then there is a lecture.
I do have a lot of moments of when I reflect after I've done something or said something. People tend forget that the hardest person to deal with is usually yourself. I'm unbelievable hard on myself. Its why I go into panic mode or clean up mode and start apologizing. I truly don't mean to upset others, but I can't hide being completely me.
Usually apart of my lectures from family is about my future. They know I want something big. I'm not going to stop when it comes to my career. I'm thinking big and random and over the place. I want my feet in tons of opportunity. I think the largest Pharmaceutical companies...then my mind goes to stepping into the military as an officer. Walking in representation for the FDA. Really really big thoughts and goals. My mouth may prevent me opportunities. It may not. I know that people don't want to see a representative of a BIG Corporation going out with friends and consuming lots of alcohol. Tweeting curse words, posing in awkward positions for random pictures to share will be viewed. I will be labelled. I will be selected or not. I live in a fairytale world of still being me and fighting for what I want and getting a positive result. My perception may bite me in the ass when it comes down to it in the end but that something for me to deal with.
I think and I know that I'm a good person. I'm that friend that you can count on for anything. I'm that one in the corner with a strong perception and not afraid. I hope that things of my past won't disable my future. I will be something big one day. You will get more out of Google then my social networking and old softball stats. I'm making a difference for me in a loud way and not the typical one. I follow rules to an extent and don't really listen to anybody. Well I listen...I just don't carry out what other people tell me to do all the time.
The point of all of this rambling is that I chose my path. The outcomes will happen the way that they are supposed to whether or not I say something. I chose to share things that people don't. I don't expect anyone to understand why I do what I do or say what I say. I just expect if their are questions or concerns then to come to me for it. It also though means you have to have a ground to stand on for your reason to even care what I do in the first place.
So that's I guess what all I have to say about that.
I shared a very personal viewpoint late last night. I didn't have to. I didn't have to open the door to strangers, friends and family to know something that they wouldn't have if they chose to read it. Most people look at things and define character. I do...I definitely do that. I do view though my social sharing as a hypocrite. I get pissed when I'm told to filter, honestly. I'm being me. I have a shot gun mouth and delayed thinking. I get really heated and become this person that acts on emotion without seeing how first how it can affect others, let alone myself. I'm usually cleaning up a lot of messes my mouth makes. Its me though. I'm trying to change some part of it, but changing such a natural element of myself is where its hard.
I don't like people thinking negative of me. When I act and speak a certain way I have to accept another perception even when my intentions were never negative to begin with. My damn emotions get the best of me so I get a little selfish and just get out what I want to and not want to deal with how other people may think of it. You take something I say personal and your name isn't even mentioned, then you are ignorant. Your the naive one that thought I was talking about you when I wasn't and you done got yourself up in a tissy for nothing except to piss me off. I had that happen quite a few months ago. It still annoys the piss out of me honestly. I said on Facebook, "Stupid Nurse" and then something else along with it. Well two people just saw Stupid Nurse. They didn't see anything but that. Why? Well they are nurses. I didn't say, Sarah and Brianna are stupid nurses. I said stupid nurse and why this person was a stupid nurse. I didn't label a name because I obviously don't associate with them via facebook. I obviously don't like them for the reason I stated. I'm still to this day getting back lashed for it. I had to deal with a stupid nurse and then two more stupid people after it because they made it about them because they didn't have the balls to ask..."Hey...what happened? Or Who ya talking about?" Nothing of the sort. They just thought it was them........blah blah blahhhhhhh
People don't know that when I do sit down and write either this blog or my Pharmacy one that I have classical piano playing loudly in the background unless I say I do. People don't know where I am unless I say I do or punch it in on Foursquare. I tweet random thoughts like I'm having a conversation with myself, I facebook to see how many people actually even listen. I get fired up when I see more investments on Empire Avenue, your social standing in the Social Media world. I'm that girl lost without her phone, iPad, Laptop, and my many desktops. I check all my emails, I respond to every text, I return every call. I enjoy being connected. That's it. If you don't want to see when I got take a pee, then don't follow. Okay...so I don't announce when I pee. There are lines that believe it or not I don't cross. ;)
You know something about me and want to judge my character for it by the way I share then do it. I write and be connected for me. I have to take in all the good and the bad with it because of it. Maybe I'm just naive and expect that if I write something and someone that reads it begins to try to figure out what the hell I'm coming from that I would expect them to come to me versus talking to everyone else around them about me. That doesn't happen though. I usually get a conversation delivered to me by my father or sister two weeks after I say something or do something and then there is a lecture.
I do have a lot of moments of when I reflect after I've done something or said something. People tend forget that the hardest person to deal with is usually yourself. I'm unbelievable hard on myself. Its why I go into panic mode or clean up mode and start apologizing. I truly don't mean to upset others, but I can't hide being completely me.
Usually apart of my lectures from family is about my future. They know I want something big. I'm not going to stop when it comes to my career. I'm thinking big and random and over the place. I want my feet in tons of opportunity. I think the largest Pharmaceutical companies...then my mind goes to stepping into the military as an officer. Walking in representation for the FDA. Really really big thoughts and goals. My mouth may prevent me opportunities. It may not. I know that people don't want to see a representative of a BIG Corporation going out with friends and consuming lots of alcohol. Tweeting curse words, posing in awkward positions for random pictures to share will be viewed. I will be labelled. I will be selected or not. I live in a fairytale world of still being me and fighting for what I want and getting a positive result. My perception may bite me in the ass when it comes down to it in the end but that something for me to deal with.
I think and I know that I'm a good person. I'm that friend that you can count on for anything. I'm that one in the corner with a strong perception and not afraid. I hope that things of my past won't disable my future. I will be something big one day. You will get more out of Google then my social networking and old softball stats. I'm making a difference for me in a loud way and not the typical one. I follow rules to an extent and don't really listen to anybody. Well I listen...I just don't carry out what other people tell me to do all the time.
The point of all of this rambling is that I chose my path. The outcomes will happen the way that they are supposed to whether or not I say something. I chose to share things that people don't. I don't expect anyone to understand why I do what I do or say what I say. I just expect if their are questions or concerns then to come to me for it. It also though means you have to have a ground to stand on for your reason to even care what I do in the first place.
So that's I guess what all I have to say about that.
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