If you would have told me just one year ago that I would have a Twitter account, I would have laughed. I thought it was the most ridiculous thing. Why would anyone be interested in anything I have to say? I’m a pretty ordinary woman. Then I learned that Edge from U2 had a Twitter account, and since I was gearing up for my first show in 14 years, I joined.
It took awhile to figure out how the whole thing worked and having a smartphone makes it much easier. My first follows were, of course, band related. Slowly I discovered other fans and followed them. It took some time, but slowly, some actually started to follow me back. My list has grown to include other teachers, writers, musicians, and people with a myriad of other professions. I follow and have followers from across the globe.
Twitter has given me a forum for expressing myself in a way Facebook never has. Facebook is filled with family, coworkers (past and present), friends, high school classmates, and former students. These are the people who I should be able to be myself with, but it’s quite the opposite. People are often very surprised by the real me. I’m not the quiet, conservative woman most people assume I am.
Many of my Twitter interactions are centered around my 25 year love affair with a certain Irish rock band. I’ve discovered others who share my passion and don’t judge me or criticize me for that passion. I’ve begun to forge some real friendships that began with this band but are reaching beyond. I can be the giggly fangirl, the worn out mom, the irritated wife, the exhausted grad student, or the drained teacher without judgement. I never expected to discover a community like this on Twitter. I’m so glad I did, and I’ve got four gorgeous Irishmen to thank for it.
“We get to carry each other.”