More than twitter

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Hello!

When I started blogging little did I know that it was the start to a whole new online life. Pinterest, Twitter, Instagram, bloglovin'...I find it hard to work out what I did before all this?!

There was suddenly so much going on out there I'd never know, and before I knew it I was just like any other blogger, giving regular updates on my posts, my daily activities, my latest baked masterpiece!

And soon enough I was on top of all the trends we all know so well.



An OOTD, a beautifully laid out breakfast, that on-the-run coffee stop Instagram,  the latest tips on home making, face painting, how to better yourself, your life, your job...

Everyone's sharing these little snippets of their lives, their values, their views that are just so infectious and I was one of them!

It got to a point I was actively thinking about what I could tweet next, where my next photo might come from, what positive quote I could put out into the ether just incase anyone was reading.

I have a lot of admiration for people who have such self-driven, motivated lives that they are able to fill their feeds with updates and photos that are not just for show but a real representation of who they are. They can be incredible role models.

But I realised I was forcing it too much. What were all the tweets telling the world about me?
mmm...

Nope. I didn't want to do it anymore. It's not that I won't use social media, its an amazing tool, but I don't want to feel like I'm competing. I want my social media to be a real representation of myself, and not an image of what I want the world to think I am.



I'm not sure what's going to happen to my twitter but I'm excited to embrace the real me. If for now my life is in the office, it's in the office!

Do you ever find yourself searching for something to type about?
What are your twitter experiences?

xxx



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