Social media turned our pictures into social currency and our home movies into business obligations. In other words, everything became “content.” Not to mention the constant access to curated lives amplified our shortcomings and made us doubt ourselves.
I’m Sheena Kalso and I’m that elder millennial who has early 90s scrapbooks of 35mm photos from summer camp and VHS videos of Saturday night slumber party skits. I’ve loved capturing memories for as long as I can remember, so you’d think social media was my dream come true.
I think social media has, ironically, stopped us from capturing life’s moments in the wake of feelings-of-inadequacy because of online performance culture.
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Quite the opposite! I think social media can be a playground for creativity, a hub for connection, and a home for our memories.
I had to confront why capturing content for my work account felt like a chore, yet posting on my personal page felt easy. What was that about?
Why did my lifelong pleasure of capturing moments now feel like a burden? Or worse, vain?