I did it for the ‘gram

Instagram is weird. You post snapshots of your life, and people like them, follow you, and have this idea of who you may be, but most likely aren’t. And we love it. Any glimpse into someone else’s life somehow becomes so much more interesting than ours, even if it’s pretty much the same thing. People have made their entire careers from being Instagram famous, and some don’t even venture outside of that; they’re just “social media influencers” because they get a lot of likes and I find myself asking often, “but, like, what do they do for a living?”

That being said, I love Instagram, and it’s obviously a huge component of my blog because, well, people like to look at cool shit, so I try to take pictures of cool shit. But there are a few things that really bother me about the world of social media, and the main one is how easy it is to pretend to be genuine. Look, you’re not gonna see any pictures of my messy house or the cake I burnt the crap out of because I don’t want you to. But I won’t shy away from discussing the anxiety that rears its ugly head quite often, the hard parts of motherhood and marriage, and the typical mundane days I have living 7,000 miles away from my family. And I get that people buy into the social media influencers’ lives because we wish our lives were that perfect, but the fact is that nobody’s life is that perfect.

I have a lot of respect for the bloggers who create content based on what their fans want, and who are so incredibly real and down to earth. I think there is enough pressure on women to be perfect without adding the unrealistic expectations of comparing ourselves to the people we look up to. Remember, comparison is the thief of joy, and the world needs all the joy it can get right now.

I don’t have a lot of respect for the people on Instagram who hire companies to post on their behalf (come on, one misplaced heart emoji can make you look really dumb), or the ones who sign up with apps to follow then unfollow accounts that will likely get them more followers. The whole point – the real point – of Instagram is engagement, to connect with people. Why would someone want to cheapen the little bit of social interaction we have left by automating it?

Anyway, that’s just my two cents. I’d love your feedback if there’s something I’m missing!