A Public Personal Apology

It takes a really good friend to point out something that I am doing wrong, or, that at least has some potentially negative implications for myself and others that may be looking up to me as a friend or more importantly even as a parent.

Social media mainstream channels such as Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, are the fastest way we communicate and represent ourselves with today. Therefore I do have to take them a bit more seriously with the understanding that the "snippets of information" I share daily spread as fast, if not faster, than a contemporary virus. So, in other words, I have to have a more responsible and attentive attitude when posting any content on them. Because everything I post has an impact on someone, somewhere, somehow.

I like to think that freedom of expression or expressing and portraying and telling myself as I feel in the moment has some merit because wrong or right, it is a representation of myself in its truest of form. But maybe I should ask myself first, is it productive? Is it harmful to others that may not be equipped yet with the proper amount of knowledge to see it through the proper lenses and give it the proper weight? Is it valuable??

So, lately, my dearest friend has pointed out to me, that I have lost some of my values, some of my beliefs and probably trashed the social media channels I am on with poor choices as reflected in my posted content. 

I was of course like any other human being a bit annoyed about the intervention, but fortunately, as always, I do listen to the people I care for and surround myself with. At the very least I place their words on that imaginary scale to weigh their validity and then take action one way or the other.

So, what was I actually doing wrong?

I have been posting pictures of myself that were borderline silly and, for some, inappropriate because somewhat sexual in nature.

What is it about?

A desperate call for attention to fighting off forced lengthy confinement?

Maybe. 

A more profound state of loneliness?

Perhaps.

An older and easier way to find gratification and possibly pleasure? 

A strong possibility.

OR...

Is it a way, wrong or right, to express my femininity, sexuality, curiosity, and joy for the changes happening in my body and mind? 

In the end, no matter which is it, the delivery was a choice that has raised questions, reactions, and intervention. 

(Interactivity)

To my friend, one thing is for sure,

I thank you for being my friend, I thank you for voicing your opinions no matter if I like them or not.

They make me think and act.

I love you. Always will.

Gaby Ann Love

PS I do apologize if I was offensive and or damaging in anyways.