Looking in the mirror

Last night, I took a pretty big look at myself in the mirror. Someone that was following me whom I respected, unfollowed me and I suddenly became aware of a change in my tweeting style and I wondered if I could change what I was turning into.

Let me explain in more detail. As far as I can tell, I used to tweet less, but with more quality. I never used to piss around with people, do immature stuff and act like a total idiot. That, in truth, is what I'd started to do. I was taking cheap shots at being funny and rarely succeeding and in the end I think people were starting to decide that my tweets were inrelevant and they detatched themselves from me. Only a limited few people were actually interested in my tweets.

I was pretty upset. My tweets are something personal and if people don't like that personal thing, I'm emotionally affected. I'm a very emotional person. So in this situation I decided to take a step back, look at what I was doing wrong and look to restore what those people I'd detached myself from had seen in my tweets. I'd become too like someone else and I can totally understand why people were irritated.

Tweets are about value at the end of the day and all tweets have limited value so what ever a tweets' value is you should keep it that way and not let it depreciate. If a person's tweets are seen and valued because of a certain aspect - because they're silly for example - then it's ok for that person to keep being silly and not anger his followers. If, however, a person's tweets are serious with a few jokes thrown in there, it is not sensible to change tack completely and start tweeting spontaneous and inane drivel. This is the problem. I wasn't tweeting like I was "meant" to. I wasn't putting any thought into what I was tweeting and it was silly and annoying shit that clogged up people's feeds.

This is where I went wrong.

The point is that you have to satisfy the people that like you. Don't change. When you do, they won't like it. I wasn't being myself and now is the time that I go back to how I was and start tweeting how I was.

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