“Angel, you look different in real life than in instagram photos,” said the stranger next to me on the train to Finland. “Really?”, asked I pretending I don’t care, “How different?” “Don’t know, just different,” replied the girl. I was dying to know what she meant but I was too afraid to hear something like “Well, you’re prettier in your photos.” Maybe it was window seat in the moving train or pretty models in Glamour magazine in my paws but it made me start thinking.
⠀“If I look at virtual life in my instagram feed I see only perfect life of perfect people.Maybe I’m also one of them. But in real life I’m a typical girl with my everyday problems.I have “these” days when I’m snappy. I can take things close to my heart and get upset over nothing. Sometimes I hurt feelings of people I love. I also get sick and scared like you. I can painfully bite my human when she gives me broccoli and I wanted pizza. But in my photos and videos I’m perfect. Nowadays social media makes us want to be famous,to pretend to seem better than we are in real life. When we look at one of illusions of virtual world we start thinking that in comparison with it our life is shit. That girl wakes up beautiful and fresh every morning. This this guy travels the world. And that model rides Tesla car and bought a 20-carat diamond ring. Her new born baby poops butterflies and never cries. And her husband brings her breakfast in bed every morning and he watched all episodes of Gossip Girl with her. Moments like these definitely motivate us to become better. But if one day you feel down scrolling through instagram feed full of beautiful models and breathtaking places,look at your own page. I’m pretty sure that you also post only happy moments of your life. Maybe one stranger is scrolling through your feed at this very moment thinking how perfect your life is.When you feel down, remember, there’s no ideal people in this world. Your own perfect imperfections are what makes you special and unique.
⠀“Angel, you look much prettier in real life than in Instagram!You’re perfect!” the girl next to my seat interrupted my thoughts.And I blushed.