Farewell
When I first began using tumblr, it was to manufacture a different me. A new me. A me that wasn’t truly me. Yes, this “Archie 2.0” still bore resemblance to its predecessor, the old Archie, but it was, in large, a contrived effort to impress others.
I wanted to paint a new image of myself, one exclusive to those who I wanted to see. I could control my status. I could be the hipster, the indie guy, the kid with a unique music taste that looked condescendingly at the playlists of others. I could be, and was, the most attractive version of Archie conceivable.
The problem was, that wasn’t me. As I posted videos, poems, etc., I knew that I wasn’t being authentic. I could tell that my posts were not an accurate.
But I kept on posting them.
Why not, they’d worked well for a while?
And then they stopped functioning as desired. I realized that my tumblblog wasn’t a solution for any problems, but merely a sort of ibuprofen for life. The persona I had created did not cure my wounds; instead, it merely alleviated my pain for a short while. And eventually, the painkiller lost its effect. All came tumbling down.
Even as I recovered from the pain that the facade of tumblr had created, I still resorted to this outlet. It was habit by then.
And finally, something broke that habit.
In the end, I met someone who valued me not because of my artsiness or my selective music taste. This someone showed me that tumblr isn’t life. Our actions define our true image. Our actions are what make us truly attractive, not the things we say behind closed doors. And possibly the most attractive action is living with the unattractive person you are.
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So, what’s the point of this first world rant? It’s not because anyone’s reading it. In fact, I doubt few ever read anything I ever wrote. But for the lonesome soul who happens upon this post, you make take this as a resignation from the role of tumblblogging. Yes, I may use this in order to publish something I write, but for the most part, this blog will remain fallow.
Do not take this post to mean that I think everyone on tumblr is an inauthentic, contrived, person, hiding behind their blogs and posts. Take it to mean that I was an inauthentic, contrived person, hiding behind his blogs and posts. And I don’t want to do so any longer. Thank you for your time, dear tumblr, may you serve others well.
-S. Archibald Troxel
P.S.-The person I was talking about is Kendal
