1000 followers/following in your Instagram probably only = 10 of your real friends
Hello guys, so maybe this is sort off like my Interpersonal experience part 3 :)) This is pure like from my own opinion, if you agree then okey, if not, it’s also okay. Because you know, different people, different perspective, experience, and opinion. So yeah, let’s get to the meat talks.
This thinking just suddenly hit like a truck, when I had insomniac at 3 a.m in the morning when all of the Mba Kunti’s still hover around hehe he. Because at that time I just cannot sleep and bored as fuck. So, Instagram is my go-to move. Then, after scrolling reels for minutes, for some odd reason I decided to look at my profile. And there he is, followers (1.140) and following (2.243). It’s just weird right? One, why the fuck, you had more following than followers. Two, do you like knew all of your freaking following, I mean really fucking knew them like some of your real or best friends. And three, my fool ass just recently knew this, that if between two sides (you and that someone) didn’t follow each other, your post doesn’t get through to them anyways. So, what’s the point?
And that’s why when I unfollows a lot of my following, which is boring and have to do it one at one at one at one at a time, until reached the limit of today. And do it again on the next day. Somehow, I just felt happy. A lot of the “friends” and “organization” and “people” that I follow, I barely knew them, or even straight up don’t know them. A lot of expression like, who the fuck is this, who are you, and wow so pretty and so big the watermelon, but I had to unfollow you wkwkwk. The watermelon part only a joke okey :))
You know today, maybe we live in social media era, where everything is just so goddamn great when you see other people post or reels, makes you jealous of their success in social life in this context or in financial, and all that matters for us is the clout’s, the likes, the attention? I don’t know…, it’s just fucked up. However, it does indeed made you feel not lonely when you see that numbers. It gave you that satisfaction right? A relief and an addiction to kept up levelling the attention until crazy shit. Until norm and ethics are no more seen on the eyes and heart. That shit, the fucking attention are far more great than cigarettes, beer, or even sex.
Well fuck man, I knew social media attention are also good for your personal branding, for catching up with world or info on your friend, neighbourhood, or in your country, and hell even business opportunities.
Yes it does, but what I’m talking about is for your social core, your happiness core. It didn’t bring you any happiness. Believe it or not, it doesn’t mean anything. That social media attention didn’t really cared about you. Other people that you follow or followed you, don’t really give a damn about you. Each of them had their own shit or agenda to take care about or to achieve. Who really cared to you are yourself, your real/best friends that you always hangout or talk or share stories to, your families, your parents, brother/sisters, and your real lovers. Just freaking think about it like this, if you died, who really comes to your grave and really felt the loss of you in this world right…?
Okey, so back to the title topics, kind of went off track a little bit there. Well, it’s different for each one of you. Maybe you somehow relate to my opinion or the 180, and straight up this guy is full of shit. Well, this is my opinion and I’m quite happy to share this. Because yes, sometimes, that feeling like jealous or pitiful to myself from watching other social media. Like example, my jealous and pitiful feeling towards my brother Jason. He recently on Oct 15, had his birthday. And a lot of his friends saying happy birthdays, mentioning him on their own instagram stories. It just feels nice, you know. I’m also happy for Jason, but it just feels nice. To be congratulated by a lot of your friends and you get to repost their stories on your instagram. I guess.., it feels nice, but I don’t know to be truth.
Because back again, I never experience anything like that. I never had a lot of close friends circle, only one two or three close friends. Even now, I can count up that my real friends, the friends that can always talk with me, hangout, share and hear each other stories, talk to the point when a conflict appear between the friendship, had a shared vision on wanting to try made a business together, talk shit and made each other look bad. Wkwkwkwk. It can be counted with just one hand.
I guess, having a small circle of friends can gave you that comfort of being yourself. Instead of being a chameleon, managing your friends ego, and maybe being more told on or didn’t have that own freedom. Well, on the flip side, having a big circle of friends also benefit you of popularity and huge networking.
You decide it right?