Have you ever just looked at an Instagram post and thought, “That cannot be real, no one does that” and then thought “Shit, I wish I did better things with my days.”
Well, if you nodded read on and if you shook your head, please don’t judge me.
Recently I have been raging about how I over saturate my life with images and messages from other peoples. While scrolling through my Instagram feed, I felt myself becoming overwhelmed with jealously of peoples actions, days and clothes. I don’t even know these people, yet they are having the same effect on me and making me feel like an inferior dorky 13 year old.
I credit myself as being a pretty put together, individual person, so when I began to analyze and compare myself and my life to these peoples, I threw my phone in confusion (then scrambled to pick it up terrified I had broke the screen, I cant afford to fix that shit.)
I turned to my trusty, wise-like-Gandalf, down to earth mate who simply said, “If they constantly have to post about how great their life is, do you reckon its actually that great?”
Who are we trying to kid here? Is social media actually about sharing your life with people or a game of who has the better look “what I had for breakfast” post? Why am I so compelled to follow these people?
I’m not going to bargain who I am in the real world just for a few extra followers. The nets great, but lets just remember it’s a subsection of the real world.
-Felicia-
