I look at my squares over on Instagram , and I look , scroll and admire alot of other peoples. Its hard to not compare & to think everybody else’s lives look way more exciting than mine .
Still after all these years [ 7 if you are asking ] I’ve not yet hit the 15k mark. Over 3,000 random squares with no specific theme. I like to think I’m relatable, though I’m not so sure how many 48 [ almost 49 ] year old women prance around their gardens and stand posing like a plonker against a white wall. I share my arty product shots that I arrange on my coffee table in front of the TV because I like to think I work for a magazine. I sing in my car on stories, because I sing constantly in my car in ‘real’ life.
It’s very samey, very normal everyday life with a little bit of magic [London fashion week, M.A.C launch parties, and meeting celebrity chefs.] thrown in every now and again.
I didn’t start this account to make anybody feel bad about themselves [ I needn’t worry I doubt anybody looking at mine does ] AND I certainly didn’t join Instagram to feel crap about myself.
I have to admit in the past I’ve had my wobbles. I’ve worried about numbers, whether people liked me and yep I’ve felt crap about myself . Comparison really is the thief of joy!
I started my account many, many years ago as most people did back then as a creative outlet to share my photos of everyday life which mainly included my cats , me wearing daft hats , coffee shots and what I’d had for my tea! It ran alongside my blog and it was light-hearted FUN. When mum died it offered much needed escapism.
Recently I’ve noticed that it’s not so much fun. That it’s turning some people a little bit crazy. Dare I say desperate? Some of the personality has been zapped . Some accounts have become very hard sell with my stories resembling Littlewoods on line.
I see so many posts fretting about likes and algorithms which I guess if you make a living on here can be pretty worrying , but most people don’t [ make a living ]. I watch stories where people agonise about not posting every day, or at a certain time. For having an unpopular opinion, for not featuring new clothes daily, for not liking the latest ‘trend’ . For their hair looking a mess ?! I wonder why we do it to ourselves …and scarily where it’s all leading? These things in the big scheme of things are not important…
Instagram hasn’t always been ‘easy’ for me . Like I mentioned earlier in the past I’ve wobbled and doubted myself. It’s been a real love / hate relationship. Now I don’t care so much. Of course I care , I’ll always care … but not to the extent where Instagram is the be all and end all.
I’m no expert , I’ve just been around here along time … but here are are some points that I try to remember when I feel I’m getting sucked under.
Your opinion does matters, just be mindful how you express yourself. I’m Very hot headed and sometimes have to reign it in. Not everyone will agree with you and you won’t agree with everyone … that’s ok. By talking about and sharing our differences we learn and grow. We may even change our/their opinion. It’s called discussion, which we’ve sadly lost the art of it. If you disagree with somebody on here you are more than likely blocked then called out as a troll. There’s a massive difference between having an opinion and being a troll.
Don’t change your squares to conform or to please the masses. Change because you’ve grown and because YOU want too…. maybe your interests / path has changed direction.
It’s ok to ride solo… you don’t have to be part of a ‘girl/ boy-band’ – Wham were fabulous, George was phenomenal!
Don’t feel the pressure to have to post everyday. Post everyday if you want too or post whenever the mood takes you. I posted twice last week and hey guess what … my head didn’t fall off.
Landscapes are beautiful – don’t let ‘likes’ dictate otherwise. We need more green on our screen!
You are allowed to wear something more than twice, it’s not ‘boring’ its called reality. One hit wonder clothing is so yesterday and in the current climate extremely wasteful!
It’s ok to say no and sometimes it’s scary to say yes. Do a little of both it does wonders for your confidence .
You doing you is all anybody can ever ask and it is the only way to be 100% authentic
Changing rooms are for changing in
Life is for living in all it’s messy not always instaworthy glory. Live for the moment first, Instagram and everybody else second.
Most importantly have fun with it and for your own sanity remember … all that glitters is not always gold. Dog turd captured in a certain light can look awfully pretty too… there are alot of smoke & mirrors
Until next time,