So, it has taken me 479 days, from I posted my first post ever, to me reaching 100.000 followers on Instagram.
It has been such a ride. I remember someone asking me in a fanmail on the writer portal if I could make an Instagram account where I could post updates on new chapters for my stories. I honestly thought that no one would even bother looking at it, but since someone had actually requested it, and since I had seen other authors do the same, I thought I’d give it a go. From posting my first post, it took me five days to reach 500 followers and after that, it just took off even quicker.
Was I surprised? Hell yes! Gaining as many followers as I did that quickly, did equally as quickly start to give me a big head. I thought I could do whatever I wanted, say whatever I wanted because my stories were doing well and people liked me (wrong, they liked my stories), I was winning contests and also getting reads by the millions. It has since then taken me a lot of time to adjust, remember who I was before all of this and to meet friends who weren’t friends with me for my follower count.
The social media can be toxic. I and many of my friends have learned that the hard way as some people, who like me got a big head but struggles to get back from it again, tend to cause unnecessary drama instead of admitting to their mistakes. And that doesn’t only hurt other people, but it hurts themselves as well, permanently too. I can proudly say I did come back and I like to think of myself as a humble person now, a person my friends can openly say “Hey, you’re being an ass right now,” to without me instantly thinking that whatever problem they have with me is their own fault, and not mine. I’m also thankful that I can admit to not always being like that and say it openly that
I was a diva.
Some might say scars from the past are a burden and that it’s difficult to think back on the time where you did a long of wrong, but I say that the scars are meant to remind us what we overcame. Overcoming obstacles, whether the obstacles are one’s enormously high thoughts of oneself, or the challenges life throws at you, they are there to serve as a reminder of the time you were struggling. I’m happy that my scars now help me stay grounded as my obstacle was overcoming myself. I will always regret how I treated some people back then and I will always feel bad about it but it has taught me how to be a better person. The fact that some people had to deal with big-headed me for me to learn these things is something I’ll hopefully make up for the rest of my life by treating more people with respect than the ones I hurt or humiliated. Hopefully, me doing good will weigh down the bad things I’ve done once my day of judgment arrives. I can only strive to be better every day.
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