First of all I will say that I love her and care about her regardless, and a huge part of me feels that in terms of growing up in this technology world and the fact you can get attention at the click of a button is something that I may not understand as a guy, because I didn't have that growing up personally. So her brain is in this entirely new realm compared to riding bikes with your friends on weekends and playing with fucking sticks.
Now the last 3 years she has just rejected all of the advice, parenting, and decent opportunities to better herself in a healthy direction and become what I'd consider a respectable young woman. Me, my brother, my parents, nothing leaves an impact.
She has Instagram, Facebook (who doesn't I guess), twitter, that snapchat one, and some other message app. Just fucking GLUED to her phone all the time. She dresses in short shorts, has bright pink nails, wears tight tops and leggings and this includes to family events which I always find rather infuriating cause I've said to her before about the fact that she isn't going to a house party and maybe dressing more modest is a better look when visiting the wider family, she just laughs and says I'm being dramatic and shit, which I do laugh at cause it's as though she is fucking in lala land in terms of self awareness, but ultimately I hope she snaps out of it.
The real issues are her fucking pictures she posts online (to all those listed above). Just these thot selfies with full faces of makeup and lying on her stomach with her ass in a thong, pictures of her with an open mouth licking an ice cream captioned something stupid like #cheatday, hundreds of shit like that, just a bucket of bikini shots and selfies that are almost showing nipple, the poses, all that shit.
It's so fucking disappointing to see unfold because up until the age of like 11 she was very bright and you could actually talk to her at length about all sorts of crap.
I just see it is ramping up very fast and that she will probably end up tattooed up and working as a hairdresser while going to clubs every weekend. It's this constant fucking phone shit that does my head in, I see her glued to the attention and that without it she'd be empty inside.
Her downfall is making me feel terrible, anything I could do?
I've passed the point where I just right-off her behavior and actions as 'growing up' I more so see she is losing herself to the social network in some creepy futuristic way.