INSTAGRAM IS NOT REAL LIFE

INSTAGRAM IS NOT REAL LIFE

This is a friendly reminder that Instagram is not real life. Instagram is where people come to share the highlights of their life. I use it as a tool  to entertain. It’s an amazing feeling when I get comments & messages complimenting me or letting me know I’ve inspired you. Please, please, please keep in mind though, I’m only allowing you to see what I want you to see. It’s my real life, highly curated. 

.My story is on 24/7. I share A LOT. Honestly, I probably wouldn’t do it if it weren’t for the fact that hundreds and hundreds of people view regularly. I love that many of y’all send me messages and are actively engaged. I try to be entertaining and keep it real. It gets complicated when people forget that although it seems like I share everything, I don’t.

These past couple weeks have been great for the highlight reel: Warriors and Raiders games, showing off the championship ring, seeing Magic Johnson, traveling, photoshoots, pretty hotels, bottle service, partying with Travis Scott, my sister surprised me by flying in for a couple nights, hanging with the cool dog in my hipster loft, running around the lake, and non-stop smoking weed. I posted one Boomerang flashing money stacks while dancing with the dog. I received some negative feedback, which has never happened before. A close friend told me I needed to “be humble.” That was definitely eye opening for me and I feel the need to explain. I am hyper aware of what I post and it’s all for the sake of entertainment. If people were “humble” on Instagram, it would be pretty boring and people would stop using it. I am currently doing things I dreamed of as a kid and I’m extremely grateful to be in this position. I’ve been homeless multiple times, I’ve gone to bed hungry, and I’ve worried about my family’s basic needs. I worked hard and strategized to be where I am today. I don’t feel entitled to any of these luxuries and they sure as hell don’t define my happiness. 

Before I go on Instagram, I remind myself I’m entering a virtual world. Nothing is as it seems. You can’t judge someone by their online profile because it’s really just an avatar, a digital snapshot representing that person. If we accept these avatars as truth, we are essentially confusing virtual reality with actual reality. I have found it’s healthy for me to separate the two. I don’t share everything, especially things I hold sacred like my goals and activism. I ask that you please not take my online persona seriously because I definitely don’t. We are going to see even more crazy virtual realities in our lifetime. Times are changing, fast. Remember to look up, get outside, and smell the roses. Remember that there’s no such thing as a life that’s better than yours. 

This is my attempt to keep it really with y’all. There are so many perfect bodies, homes, cars, vacations, jobs, and relationships on Instagram. It can be hard not to compare your life with others, but please keep in mind that you have no idea what’s going on behind the screen. It’s very easy for me to keep up an illusion online that everything is perfect, when really I’m depressed or suffering from anxiety and insecurity. Although this last month has been full of glamorous experiences with people I love, I’ve cried nearly every single day. I don’t share that I’ve been dealing with rejection and feelings of deep inadequacy. I feel on top of the world, but it can be lonely at the same time. This is hard to share, but I feel like it’s necessary. I know I’m not the only person who has compared myself to people on social media. I’ve found a mantra that helps me stay sane and I hope it helps you as well. “Instagram is not real life.” 

Thanks so much for reading. I appreciate all the feedback I’ve been getting on my blog and IG. Y’all truly are the best for supporting me and making me feel safe enough to share the inner workings of my mind. 

Monday Mantra :: LET GO OR BE DRAGGED.

Monday Mantra :: LET GO OR BE DRAGGED.

Me too.

Me too.