Sometimes, Instagram Depresses Me…

 

Sometimes, Instagram depresses me. The smiley selfies, the glam photos, the corny quotes, the subtle and sometimes not so subtle show off photos, the “show off my food” photos, baby photos… everything.

I go on instagram sometimes and i wonder why i bothered. I don’t know. It’s weird. You see all these happy faces and you wonder if these folks are as happy as they show you. Are their lives so fabulous and exciting?

I do know for a  fact that we don’t see the “behind the scenes” of these instagram photos; we don’t see the 10 different poses deleted so that the “right” one can be posted, we don’t see the puffy eyes cleverly covered by expert make-up, we don’t feel the pinch and pain of those fabulous heels shown off with the hashtag #ShowGram.

So why do i feel compelled to compare my behind the scenes to someone else’s highlights reel when it depresses me whenever i do it?

I have no idea.  But i never said i was perfect. did I?