Um, so when is Justin Bieber going to slide into my DMs????
Thousands of people were starting to follow my journey, so I was quick to justify my behavior and tell myself that I was doing a good thing. I wasn’t taking into effect that I had developed a serious social anxiety, especially when food was involved.
The biggest problem with being envious of the life others decide to share on social media is that the beautifully aesthetic photo album they’ve created for their many followers to see isn’t really a life at all.
It started with an awkward photo in which Bernie obviously has no idea what’s going on.
But this woman is here to remind us not to be too upset when something doesn’t fit the way we feel like it should. She posted two side-by-side pictures of her trying on pairs of jeans on Instagram, and while both pairs claimed to be the same size, she was only able to fit into one.
And I guess what I’m trying to say is that strangers look through my feed and feel like they understand my life. They think all those snapshot moments paint an accurate picture of who I am: the girl who travels all the time, who runs around in city parks, who writes sappy poems and drinks at fancy bars. The girl without a care in the world. But she’s not me. Sometimes I don’t recognize her at all.
It’s hard to look, but it’s also hard to look away.
We’re the generation of social media. We all have four core social media accounts kept directly on our phones. Some of us have even more. And that isn’t going to change.
It’s probably the first thing you do when you wake up in the morning and the last thing you do before you fall asleep at night.