The point of this video is to bring attention to the fact that people take the internet way too literally. Not only that, but they also tend to view every person they see online as something they can possess in some way. The way people have approached me on Facebook over these last several months has been nothing short of astonishing. They feel entitled to know about my personal life, and many have even attacked me for choosing not to post my marital status and location publicly. They behave as though they have some right over me because I am female, and they are male. They have the audacity to think I'm only online because I'm looking for a relationship. I am not on a dating site, yet whenever certain men come across my pages - which are nothing but classy and NEVER hint at any sort of availability or sexuality - they tend to develop this fantasy that I will want to be romantically involved with them, for no other reason than the fact that I'm female. These people desperately need to separate the fantasies in their heads from reality.
I've had people think I'm this image of perfection, just because I post artistic photographs of myself. I have crooked teeth and mild acne scarring. I am NOT perfect, but why would anyone want to post pictures of themselves crawling out of bed? It isn't needed, yet when you don't do that, people tend to develop a completely false idea of you. Not even a Victoria's Secret model looks "perfect" when she's tired, absent of makeup, and rolling out of bed. Yet if a woman makes the choice to not post unflattering images of herself, people will either falsely assume she's perfect, or call her "fake". To me, looking like utter shit isn't artistic, and I'm on the internet to post art. My real life is private to all who are not actually in my real life, yet people refuse to stop turning my artistic presence into something that could potentially benefit them in ways I am obviously never going to provide. That, is a fantasy.
I decided to delete almost all of the photos of myself. Not because I no longer find them artistic or true to the vision I had, but because they brought forth nothing but a bunch of delusional men who saw me as some kind of sex puppet they could somehow possess. Even though NONE of my images were sexual in the slightest, I am still seen as an object. I am first and foremost a writer and an artist. So, I'm not going to continue feeding into the delusions of people who have no real reason to be on my pages in the first place. I can't stop them from looking and developing the fantasies in their minds, but I can stop posting the photos that give them the absurd, grandiose ideas they have. That is the choice I've made, and it is to preserve my own sanity. Not because I "care what people think". I want people to connect with my writing, with the vastness of my mind, and if that isn't why they're following me - I will gladly watch the number of followers dwindle down to the handful of people who actually care what I think.