The other day I posted a picture on Instagram and I realized I wasn't getting as many likes as I normally do. My normal amount of likes doubles the amount of minutes it's been up.
I found myself feeling insecure, does my face look to wide? do I look bad in the picture? Sadly, The realization was that the the less likes I accumulated, the lower my self confidence went. Before I had posted the picture I thought I looked adorable, I had pure joy on my face. And when I didn't get the "likes" I wanted, I wondered if people didn't like the way I looked- the way my happiness looked. I know that seems too deep, but as I kept worrying I dug my self into a deeper hole of questions. Second guessing my judgement in posting A PICTURE.
When I told my sister about feeling insecure, I almost felt stupid for getting so worked up about a picture, but even worse.. Getting worked up because I didn't the amount of "likes" I normally received. My sister (being the amazing person she is) calmed me down. I realized that who I am isn't defined by Instagram likes, or how many followers I have. If I like the picture, I'm going to post it for me and not to satisfy other people. I hope that reading this that you'll do that too. Because what I didn't realize before, was that the only person that I need to impress on social media is me. As cheesy as this may sound, be happy with you, you were made just the way you are for a reason.
I found myself feeling insecure, does my face look to wide? do I look bad in the picture? Sadly, The realization was that the the less likes I accumulated, the lower my self confidence went. Before I had posted the picture I thought I looked adorable, I had pure joy on my face. And when I didn't get the "likes" I wanted, I wondered if people didn't like the way I looked- the way my happiness looked. I know that seems too deep, but as I kept worrying I dug my self into a deeper hole of questions. Second guessing my judgement in posting A PICTURE.
When I told my sister about feeling insecure, I almost felt stupid for getting so worked up about a picture, but even worse.. Getting worked up because I didn't the amount of "likes" I normally received. My sister (being the amazing person she is) calmed me down. I realized that who I am isn't defined by Instagram likes, or how many followers I have. If I like the picture, I'm going to post it for me and not to satisfy other people. I hope that reading this that you'll do that too. Because what I didn't realize before, was that the only person that I need to impress on social media is me. As cheesy as this may sound, be happy with you, you were made just the way you are for a reason.