Have you ever stopped to think about the real meaning of having social media and sharing your personal life with the whole world? Let’s get serious here, what is the purpose of having Instagram and sharing our selfies #wokeuplikethis, vacation spots, favorite restaurants, and think others want to see?
You see, the funny thing about this generation is that we like to show off. Want you to want me. I need you to need me. Boom. Just like that retro song. We’re sharing pictures, videos, in 140 characters or less the places we visited. For what? Attention. Showing off. The need to tell the world: Hey! My life is better than yours, and you wish you could be me.
Scroll, scroll, scroll—double tap, and voila! Just liked someone’s picture I didn’t mean to. Well, I kinda meant to, because I mean, who doesn’t want to be on a trip to Ibiza? But as I double tap and make that little red heart come to life I’m secretly doing it sarcastically. While rolling my eyes, of course.
We tend to post pictures for one reason and one reason only: to make people jealous. Yeah, yeah, the picture might be blurry, it might be a little crooked or it might even have the bad filter we all hate (seriously, stop tryin’ to make Hefe happen, it’s not going to happen!); but it won’t change the fact that a person is out there in a beautiful place while you’re staring at your phone thinking, Where did I go wrong in life?
Instagram makes you a jealous bee-atch.
Whenever I open Instagram I soon become aware of dreams I never had before. It sparks within me and makes me think that, Hell yeah I want to become a bodybuilder. But what we, and I say we because I’m sure I’m not the only one—I hope, need to understand that we all create, in one way or another, an illusion of our lives to make others a tiny bit jealous.
Social Media Should be Really Called Illusion Media.
Majority of the time when a picture is posted, we’re often making up a fantasy and a story for the picture that it might not even be true. Of course, there are some cases the picture is awesome and there is no illusion. But on a daily basis, we all play this game where the pictures are just a way of being accepted; virtual affection; a way of fitting in a world we shouldn’t care about fitting in.
We shouldn’t be posting for likes—although I like likes. We shouldn’t be searching for thousands of followers—although I like to be followed (okay creepo, not literally).
A dream is a wish your heart makes, when you’re stalking someone on Instagram and suddenly the world turns upside down. We’re all guilty of being this gullible. We’re all guilty of posting pictures to make at least one of our followers, which often are people we talk to on a daily basis, jealous.
It’s just a game we play that always keeps coming back & try to beat us.
A game that we play all too well with XX Pro pretending it’s a #nofilter.