Picture source: The Wannabesaint
We love to be seen as happy and fulfilled, mostly– intentionally or subconsciously; so that when that awesome thing is happening in our lives, we are more inclined to picture-save it and share it with the world; than when we are hurting, or falling or failing. It is nature. It is the human nature. Ever so often, we wear that make-believe smile and don that pitch-perfect demeanour, not much to deceive the world as to convince ourselves that we are okay, that we are fine, that we are alright, and nothing can and will take us down. Call it denial. Call it inspiration. But it is what it is. Fake it until you become it, right?
In this age of social media, a haven of udpates for those that want to keep in touch and keep informed, we must remember all of these things each time we get on there and and scroll through those awesome pictures of friends and families, and rising stars and super stars; and start to feel a little less happy or a little less of an achiever. We must remember, as we see the dazzling cars and the dimpled smiles, and cuddly couples, and stylish poses; that every picture bears a story, a story we do not know, a journey experienced; one that we may never fully understand. We must remember that each person, like us, would only share with the world what they wish to share; what they think is beneficial to them, to how they feel and how we feel about them. But it is never the full story.
Remember the last time you thought to put a picture of you online (I remember!), and importantly, remember how you had shuffled through your gallery, severally, until you found THAT ONE (often I would snap 30 pictures, and delete 29. Am I the only one who does this? Haha!), that said so much but not too much; and remember too, those days you had filtered and un-filtered and re-filtered until it looked just like IT, just because. Remember this, and begin to see that those pictures (of friends and families, and neighbours and acquaintances) should not/never define you. They should not be a bench-mark upon which you weigh your worth, or life, or status, or achievements. It is not that deep, and no one is really having it easier, you see. Small man, big troubles; big man, small troubles– but trouble is trouble, yes? Know that much as the rest of the world seems to appear perfect, they are human like you; and each person, like you, is a sum of HIS own good and bad experiences. And you, like everyone else, are a sum of YOUR good and bad experiences. And your life is beautiful. And you will be fine.
Appreciate people’s journeys, it is very important; but more importantly, respect your own. The Universe is on your side, I promise. ♡♡
© The Short Black Girl, 2017.