I quit Instagram three-and-a-half years ago, but the other night, I found myself scrolling back through five years of posts.
I was looking for something I didn’t ultimately find. I found some things I wasn’t looking for. There’s a strange sense of vertigo scrolling back through time like this, watching everything unwind toward innocence of what is to come.
Two things leapt out at me: the things I had kept to myself when I was choosing what to show and the things I showed without knowing it.
There are the things it’s hard to see in the moment, even when they’re right in front of your eyes. These are the things I showed without knowing I was showing anything at all.
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