Dear people on my newsfeed,

I truly don’t care. I don’t care about the “Totally Awesome!” brunch you had this morning. I don’t care about your relationship issues. I don’t care about the “Best Ways to Peel Apples,” nor do I care about the fact that your dog gave birth to a litter of puppies, (well maybe I do care about that one a little bit. Save me one please.)

My fellow Americans – let’s have a chat. I have been a resident on this great planet for 18 years, yet I consider myself smart enough to know what I want in my life.

I do know I don’t want to hear about every individual detail of whatever it is you constitute as a life. I may be relatively young, but even I remember a time before the Internet was a popular thing for us young people.

Then all of a sudden, everything changed with the advent of social media sites. It became “cool” to share your life with your friend’s online. It became “cool” to not hold back on your privacy. You would feel a sudden connection to these people, they shared their lives and you shared yours in turn.

I bet everyone remembers their first social media experience; mine was Myspace. With that site I felt like I was on top of the world. My parents didn’t know about it, I lied about my age, and as far as my Internet friends were concerned I was a 23 year-old college student from Boise, Idaho. It was truly “MySpace.”

But then it happened.
“Hey bro, check out my mixtape.”And with that proclamation I was thrust into the inner world of sharing. When I was younger I appreciated it. In my mind it felt like I reached a certain intimacy to the people I thought I actually cared about. But as I matured my eyes were opened to the fact that I truly didn’t care about your mixtape “bro.”

While MySpace was my first experience, and my time on Facebook was a relative footnote to this entire experience, the two biggest offenders of over-sharing are Twitter and Instragram. For some of my friends every single thing in their life has to be documented. Pictures and statements 140 characters or less began to cloud up my life. In my eyes the whole sharing every little detail in your life is ludicrous. I’m pretty sure that all of us do not care that John Snow is “Brushing my teeth #GettingWorkDone.” Tiny minute to minute details like that are what I’m against. It truly gets nauseating after a while.

Okay let me level with you. It’s not really fair for me to seemingly stand atop my pedestal and judge the people who in my eyes “over share.” Even though I dislike it and believe that everyone should keep some parts of their lives private not every- one is privy to the belief systems I subscribe to. If you don’t see a problem with sharing every detail of your life with the entire world, then I say go for it. Whatever makes you happy.

But, just know if you decide to share with me, then I reserve the right to be silently judging you based on what you decide to post.