Verolance's diary
introduction
Remembering your past, the good and the bad, is part of living a full life.
I’m not a person who can easily share my feelings, thoughts. I’m an introvert through and through. But more than ever, other people share at least some aspect of their lives on social media. I am not one of them.
And even though people have been talking about how social media is not all good. Can be real bad for mental health, self-image… There is one thing that I envy people who are at least moderately active on social media. The fact you can scroll down on your Instagram feed and see what you did/thought/loved/were interested in/who were you hanging out with on that random September day in 2018.
Sure maybe your hairstyle was horrific looking back. Maybe that shirt wasn’t your best idea. Or maybe, now years later you never really see that person you were laughing with in that cute picture.
And see, I’m also just not big on taking pictures/videos to, shall we say, commemorate the moments in my life. So no, I have no clue what I did on September 9th last year. And this is what has been bothering me lately. I want to have something more real than just memories in my head. Just think for a minute what if I get dementia or something later on. Jeez, I wanna at least have an idea about what I was obsessing over in March 2021.
So here we are. This website will be my diary. Kind of. Honestly, I still have no idea what exactly I will post on here. But hopefully, it will be something that I can look back at when I’m old and grey.
xoxo,
Verolance