Our life on social media is so perfect. The perfect meals we eat, the perfect places we go, our ‘perfect children’ and the ‘oh so many friends’ we ‘talk’ to. If only all those friends knew of the pain and fears we were hiding, the lies or half truths we share. But we only share what they want to hear. We don’t tell them about the negatives in our lives, we let them believe our lives are all about puppy dogs and roses.
Why is this? Why are we afraid to be ‘imperfect’ in the eyes of what we consider our closets friends? We share recipes but not life stories. Social media is a door to hide behind and pretend everything is fantastically wonderful. When our friends see us, they only know half the truth of our stories, the half we are willing to share. It’s no wonder so many people are living a depressed life, living in a fog..not knowing why their lives aren’t as good as everyone else’s. We’ve been taught not to air our dirty laundry, but is ALL the truth really ‘dirty laundry’? Why not let friends know we are hurting...share our true stories and get the support we need? Is that such a bad thing? Aren’t we supposed to be there for each other? For some, social media is their only form of contact with others. Many live a sheltered life, whether by choice or by fear. Fear of getting to know and love someone, allowing someone into their lives. What happened to kindred spirits and BFFs ? Many people go days on end without speaking with another person, unless it’s at or about work, or possibly ordering a meal.even at the grocery, there is little to no human interaction. Texting is the new form of communication...how long do you go without actually picking up the phone and calling a loved one?
Our world has become this tiny little bubble that exists on this huge blue/green-earth. Loneliness in the midst of millions.
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