The irresistible human need to share its life's wins.

The subtle scream: “I am doing well.” “I nor small na.”

Social media. The swamp of indiscretion. The need to prove you have a better marriage. A better career. That you just bought land. Got married. Gave birth. Flew, even if economy. Bought a car. Got engaged.

It lives in every one of us. A core human need. VALIDATION.

And the swamp of indiscretion, Social Media, feeds on that hunger.

So we curate the beautiful moments. We polish them. We push them out.

Then we refresh WhatsApp Status several times. “How many views now?” “Who liked it?” “Who saw it?” “Who hasn't seen it?” “Who has shared it?” “Is my read receipt on?” “Did I turn on ALLOW SHARING?”

This need for external validation is valid.

But the swamp of indiscretion thrives on it. It drinks it.

Growing up in Poverty and scarcity add salt to the wound.

It makes the impulse to scream: “Show them the seven figure job.” “Show them the software you built that earns x7 their salary.” “Show them your beautiful marriage.” “Show them your children in that five star school.” “Show them that things are working.” “Show them that you are getting it clear.”

Just a diversion.

I learnt the term “Get am clear” from Honourable Theophilus and “the swamp of indiscretion” from the series Person of Interest. It is a lengthy series, over 100 episodes or so.

The truth is; We are all under surveillance. Haven't you discussed something with a friend and then saw it on social media? Or passed by a bill board and constantly saw the ad? Or searched for something and the ad follows you everywhere on social media? The swamp of indiscretion knows you. Knows a lot about you.

Let's go back to the original discussion.

You buy a car and post it. The car is no longer for transportation. It is a status symbol.

The wedding is no longer an entry into marriage. It is a status symbol.

Let them know I have made it. I have “sha” arrived.

So here is the truth. The powerful humans of today, and tomorrow, will be those who can curb the impulse.

The impulse to share the wins.

The photos. The clues.

Those who can sit with a photo of a bagged contract in their gallery and say to themselves:

“I won't post it.” “I won't share it.”

Why? What does sharing it actually do? Motivate others?

Then motivate them with a write up. Not a flex.

This write-up for instance is one.

A collation of thoughts when I went to drop my beautiful wife and daughter at the airport.

Exactly. “Beautiful Wife and Daughter.”

We can argue several thoughts from that line alone.

Right and wrong.

However, who needs that information? Keep it in your gallery.

Collate it. Play it during family dinner. Beautiful moments are primarily for family and close friends. Not for the swamp of indiscretion.

Or still post it on the swamp, but make it private.

Make it visible only to family and close friends.

Give that impulse a tiny breathing space, then shut the door.

Or take the harder route. Wisely curate what you share. Push out only what pushes your business, your craft, your purpose forward.

Treat the swamp as a business tool. A relationship tool. A growth platform.

Not an impulse empowerment program (IEP). Funny, how the swamp of indiscretion empowers our impulses. People curate beautiful and successful lives on the internet. If you like make you go thief or marry whethin I nor know or pass backyard road just to have a "supposed" beautiful life like them.

The superior human is the human who can control default impulses. That is Personal Leadership.

But, you may also nevermind.

I wrote this today August 17th 2026.

— Prince Aye.