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Privacy is Dead, and We Killed It: Confessions of an Over-Sharer
Living in the age of ‘TMI’ and loving every (overshared) moment of it.
Remember those days when sharing too much information was a social faux pas? Yeah, me neither.
I grew up riding the wave from MySpace glitz to Facebook’s “It’s complicated” relationship status, before sliding into the DMs of Instagram, where life is a perfectly curated collection of moments.
Somewhere along the line, the line between private and public blurred faster than a Snapchat story at a Friday night party.
A Little Nostalgia, A Lot of Sharing
I remember the first time I logged onto MySpace. It was a world of glittering profiles, where your biggest worry was ranking your top friends and finding the perfect song that summed up your teenage angst.
Fast forward a bit, and there I was, updating my Facebook status for the hundredth time that day, convinced that my friends needed to know every detail of my high school drama.
Fast forward even more, and here I am, scrolling through Instagram, double-tapping away, and feeling like I’ve traveled the world and back before breakfast.
