What's a man doing on Instagram anyway?
It's time to delete your account.
My belief is that Instagram is on its way out. Following in Facebook’s footsteps, which went the way of the dodo many years ago, Instagram’s algorithm has become both too sensitive and too full of crap I never want to look at. That said, I continue to use my private account to stay in touch with friends and post photos of my dog and my karaoke songs in my stories (you’re welcome), and use my public account for work.
When I open the app, I rarely see anything I’d like to look at, but rather see endless posts about avoidant men and cakes. I suppose this must be the information my brain provided the algorithm with, in terms of my interests, but I really don’t need to see 20 posts a day about why I need to cut this man loose because he’ll keep me anxious and miserable for all eternity just so he can feel in control, nor do I need to look at videos of cakes I am not eating.
Instagram has always been a feminized activity. Women like to post selfies in order to feel validated as attractive, whether or not they are, and also because women like astrology, a thing Instagram is rife with. (To be fair, I do enjoy a good moon post, telling me about how I’ve finally learned all my lessons and am now ready for my new chapter.) Men, on the other hand: what are you doing here?
