This past week has been a confusing week for me, trying to decide what to do in the face of tragedy and turmoil in a way that won’t put myself into danger of being criticized or labeled as ignorant, because I am fearful of what the world thinks of me – living a life of fear rather than a life of action. A little fear may be a good thing, to keep me safe enough and cautious enough not to do anything stupid, but the more Facebook statuses I see from from Facebook friends who seem more knowledgable, the guiltier I feel about not doing anything. Social media at times like these make me feel bad about myself, which is also confusing because isn’t social media all a carefully constructed lie? Are these the times in which we can turn to social media to use it for good?
Lived by this motto when eating ice cream cake for lunch on Friday – but probably cannot apply to the rest of life. Sigh.