My history with social media

I am a laggard when it comes to social media, and believe it or not I had no social media until last year. If it was not for college I would almost guarantee you I would still not have any social media if it was my choice. The reason why it took me so long to get social media is because of three reasons I thought it caused drama, I thought it was not worth my time, and I was not comfortable with my life being broadcasted.

For better or for worse, through out growing up I always had a negative prospective on social media. I did not see it as a way where everyone could connect and relive the old days. I more or less thought of social media as where no matter what you posted or put on your profile some one was going to judge you and critique everything you did or make you become too cocky. I was wrong, but at that moment I did not need that because in the truth of the matter I really did not and still do not care what people think about me because in my opinion that is what sets you up to be a follower instead of a leader. That's all i've ever wanted to be in my life, a leader. Rather that be my friends, my family, or whoever I strive everyday to be a leader.

Which leads me into my next reason, not worth my time. I hate wasting time, especially when it comes to working and stuff that matters. When I was growing up I would much rather go outside and catch crawdads and play hide and seek with my friends then sit at home and just stay inside and do nothing. Especially since I knew that all the stuff everyone was posting on something was caused by an action/someone doing something. So I said to myself one day "why would I watch other people do that when I can do that as well if I tried enough and tried it with my friends". That is how I viewed social media. Not to mention, over the summers when I wasn't in school and had some free time. I would be working at my job/working in the garden with my grandpa or going on family vacations. That to me was worth my time because it has made me who I am today and looking back at it, I still don't regret it. Because that time that was spent made a memory and made many memories at that. Now, 5-10 years looking back down the road, that stuff that I choose to do then are things that I can not do now. Because it is the past, and also my family does not have the time anymore nor the health to do the things we did back then compared to now. As I went from seeing both my mom and dads family 3-4 times a year to now I am lucky if I get one.

Finally, all my life I have had trust issues. I don't know if it just me or how I was raised or something but I have a hard time with my trust anxiety. To this day I at least lock my car 3-4 times before I go to class just so I can make sure. I've even went to class and left a class to go back to my car to make sure it was locked. It is that bad. It also sparks up whenever I am with a lot of people, I always put my wallet in the front of my pockets if I am wearing jeans or if I'm wearing gym shorts I will check and see if my wallet is still in my pocket every five minutes just so it could ease my mind if it is still there. So with that being said If I was that bad I could not imagine myself on social media because I would be putting my phone number and other personal information on them. Just because of what it was, I was afraid of having a stalker and getting hacked. Which now looking back on it I know seems crazy but that was how I was. And I still struggle with how much I put up there because I have always been that person that had the mindset of, If I want you in my life I will make sure you are in my life. Maybe one day that will change but only time will tell.

No matter, since coming to college I have eased up on how much social media I have in my life and this class has taught me a lot with how much business is done on social media. As this class has been a real eye opener for me that I needed to get me more with the times. Especially in the sales field and how much social media and advances in technology are changing my field.