Thursday, May 16, 2019

Digitally dying

I'm a bit of a social media whore. There... I've said it. And each platform has a very different purpose for me.

Facebook is for personal: pictures of my daughter, reminiscing, and interacting with family members (which until recently included my 93 year old grandmother.)

Twitter is for professional: I interact with many fundraisers, post about McMaster University (where I work), and explore death education posts. I see this as my professional social media... (although truth-be-told I didn't always use it this way)

LinkedIn: Networking and CV capture.

Instagram is my gratitude practice: I try to take photos throughout my day of things that catch my eye. It remind me that beauty is all around, and reminds me to take a second glance about me.

Vivino is for my wine ratings: For no one in particular, and mainly just me.

Pinterest is for my crafty endeavours: hair and nail aspirations, home reno dream projects, and parenting hacks or humblebrags.

So yes, you could say that I am addicted to my phone, and to these apps.

But what happens when I die? My husband and I have complete and up-to-date wills, powers of attorney, and have had multiple conversations, but I don't think we have ever discussed whether I need him to go through all these platforms in order to close my accounts. For the record, I don't want people visiting my posthumous pages, and definitely don't want anyone assuming any of these handles to post on my behalf when I am gone. But these preferences aren't currently captured anywhere but here. Guess I should tell someone.


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