Celia Hempton at Phillida Reid
Since the dawn of the internet, we have found ourselves in something of an autobiographical epoque. Whereas the stiff upper lip and repressed traumas of our ancestors taught us to remain quiet, contemporary online content is flippantly diaristic, and many millennials will recall their parents or guardians being aghast at exactly what they were posting on Piczo and MySpace. Suddenly, our emotions and quotidian experiences were all fair game, and threw us into a dynamic of author and consumer. We felt as if we could understand acquaintances and classmates better through peeking at their profiles, almost like prising open a diary; the whole experience felt novel and exciting. Nearly a quarter of a century into the new millennium, and the internet and its platforms provide very little to be excited by. 'Me Too' is still very recent history, but remains a milestone in communicating trauma online. We were fooled into thinking that we had a captive audience, one that cared, and one th