Now read this: I love this article! (specifically 1, 2, & 7) It’s as though this generation needs to touch base with reality and with other HUMAN BEINGS; we need to realize that we aren’t the center of the universe because our Instagram account has 1200 followers. (Mine has nowhere near that, but then again, I’m lame.) The point is that no one is ever truly present anymore. If you are a person with an active social media platform, you most likely go into events thinking of how to document it, and how to make your life look more interesting. How dumb is that? That basically says we are the generation who is so self-conscious we are incapable of living life. We are so concerned with how others perceive us, we stress about documenting stupid, insignificant moments that won’t matter in 2 years, let alone 20!
Just stop the selfies and the carefully curated pictures of coffee. I am literally begging you to do this. It was monumental for Van Gogh to paint his sunflowers because he actually created something when he did so. When 20-somethings do the same thing with their iPhone and stupid photo-editing apps, it’s no longer groundbreaking, it’s repetitive and annoying.
No. One. Cares. I don’t care if you get “likes.” It’s basically all a merry-go-round of fellow Instagrammers who want you to “follow back.” Why do we care about these strangers? It’s one thing to share a picture of a peaceful Saturday morning every now and again, to maybe display an act of kindness you saw someone commit, but it’s completely different when it’s a never-ending slew of shit that eventually blends together in a Starbucks Frappucino of disgusting, watered-down sludge.
Why don’t we actually make an effort to be more connected to our present moments, specifically interactions with others. Actually consider where they’re coming from, and consider the fact that your text can wait long enough for you to look up and acknowledge the person who made your coffee/brought your food/came over to your house. They are just as much of a person as yourself.
Stop assuming that a picture perfect (literally) Instagram account equates to a happy and fulfilled life. Those people (and you may be one of them!) are ONLY sharing the good things. And if it is a moment of less than perfection, they probably want pity and for you to send them kissy-face emojis.
It’s so easy to fall into jealousy of a person who looks like they have it all together on their various accounts. No one has it ALL together ALL of the time. It’s okay to acknowledge feelings of inadequacy and fear and anger, perfection is not the goal. Just do your best and don’t burn bridges. Connect with people and nurture healthy relationships. Just because we have phones that give us the ability to be omnipresent online, doesn’t mean we have to take advantage of that power all day, every day. Unplug and drive over to your friend’s house to see what they’re up to. Don’t just hide at home in front of Netflix and wait for a text (as easy and comfy as it may be.) Make an effort to be a person who can have a conversation face to face, because honestly I feel as though that is a dwindling population.
I’m not perfect, (Just read my bio!) but I do consider myself a person that can see and can acknowledge a problem, even when it’s with myself. I don’t want to be a mocha-chugging drone. Individuality is awesome. Just be happy and do what makes you happy. If it’s something that brings joy to others then you’re on the right track, but if it’s something involving posting pictures of your lunch, maybe rethink your life track (unless you’re a professional food photographer, in which case, you do you.)
(Stepping down from soapbox.)
Until next time or not, I’m still Cait.