It’s 4:30am on the dot…
Christmas lights in my living room are glowing, coffee is poured in my favorite mug and I’m close to being human (doing human things) regardless of the time.
Yes, there is always a but with me. (Eyes rolling so far back into head.)
So, I was scrolling Facebook in the glow of my Christmas lights when I noticed almost every one of my friends are posting baby picture after baby picture after……(you get it.)
(And sometimes its not flooding with babies but with 3 year old’s, 5 year old’s ect… )
….BUT….something in my skin crawled.
No, not because I’m annoyed of everyone’s “AWW LOOK AT MY SWEET PRECIOUS BEAN BABY BEAR BUGGY BOO!!!!” posts. (Which lets face it….they sometimes can be)
…My skin crawled because of my abusive past. Sexual, verbal, physical, mental….you name the abuse and I was tortured by it all the way through high school.
I’m 27 now and for the first time in my life I actually asked myself this question:
IS IT OKAY TO POST PICTURES OF YOUR CHILD ON SOCIAL MEDIA?
For a non-sick-twisted mind, you’d probably say “Why not?”
For a fortunate child that had a descent upbringing AND parents, you’d probably say “There’s no harm in sharing memories with family and friends!”
but for sexual abuse survivors…..hmm.
Being exposed to horrible people and experiences at a young age basically shaped me into believing that everything is out to get me. I didn’t trust adults, whether they were the “nice kids parents”, a teacher, or even church-goers. (female or male)
I assumed at 5 years old that almost all people grew up to be a dark, secretive, villain who made up all their own rules.
With that said, I can strongly say that I still feel this way even with past therapy and support groups. Even now, as an adult.
Because pedophiles DO exist.
They are not a bad fashion trend that lived and died in the early 2000’s. They live and breathe and act like a perfect friend, father figure, uncle, aunt, grandparent….I know for a fact that every single one of us has shaken hands or hugged a pedophile at least once in our lives.
I fucking know. It’s extreme. But true.
With this uncomfortable 4am rant, I just want to conclude that: I think it’s time to stop posting pictures of innocent children on the internet.
I know, you think you’re baby is cute.
I know you think your toddler is the BEST.
I know you feel so much pride for your achieving teen.
I don’t want to seem preachy and tell everyone to stop displaying their undying love but does it have to be so public? Do you absolutely have to post that picture of “Mia eating” or “Dylan taking a bath” ?
Look out for your kids and stop pretending like pedophiles don’t exist. AND PLEASE don’t assume that they only prey on teenage girls. come on.
(I wont whip out the gruesome stats here.)
Anyway, that’s just my thought for the night. I really think people should be more aware of the public eye and be a little less trusting. This is not 1975 when neighbors were friends and swapping tools and lawn mowers or letting their kids play in the street until sun down, unsupervised. (Even, then…I’m SURE the “Wonder Years” weren’t completely wonderful, either.)
Side note: I’d like to know your thoughts on this.