The older I get, the more I realize how little I know about anything. Not necessarily in a terrifying or overwhelming way - just as a statement of fact. I've accepted it and moved on.
Earlier today, I was having a conversation with a friend, and we got on the topic of people living insincere lives. By this, I mean those who live their lives in pursuit of external validation and approval. It doesn't matter what they actually like or how they feel about things - what matters is what others (their group of friends...society?) think. I think social media has made this phenomenon worse. What if I post a photo on Instagram and only a few people like it? (The world ends, DUH.) Opportunities for external validation (or a lack thereof) have woven their way into every waking moment of our lives, even when they're unsolicited.
My point (and how the first two paragraphs tie together) - is that I don't give a shit what other people think. I might not know much about the world as a whole, but I know myself - I know what I like, and I know how I feel about things. I'm not about to let others' differing likes and feelings change mine.
All of my instagram photos, tweets, even this blog, are for ME. If you like them too, good for you, but I'm not about the let the fear of no 'likes' or comments prevent me from expressing myself in whatever way I feel is appropriate.
I can't be dishonest with myself or others. Sometime my truth-seeking ways get me down (the truth ain't always pretty), but I'd rather be hurt by the truth than live a lie. And while I navigate through this un-chartered period of life that is my 20s - at least I can sleep soundly knowing one thing for sure: who I am.
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