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Am I Relatable?

Am I Relatable?

Lately I've been feeling like I haven't been me on social media. 

Casey & I were watching 'Chasing Cameron' on the Flix aka Netflix. (my grandma calls Netflix the Flix, how cute is that) 

Anyways, so we were watching this show and I kept thinking to myself - what the heck does this kid do? He's got millions of followers and girls crying like they've seen Justin Bieber. 

Casey just told me he does nothing, after that I was annoyed, but kept watching (insert eye-roll emoji) haha 

I went to college, I've worked real jobs. Why is this kid doing nothing but getting paid way more than I have ever been paid. ha ha

Of course though, I was suckered into watching this kids life. 

I was curious to see why people were so intrigued into his life, I mean I have never heard of him before. Out of the 7 billion people on earth, he's made quite a mark on the world. 

After watching for a few minutes, he said something that made me think. 

'He's relatable' 

I feel like for some reason a lightbulb went off in my head. 

I started asking my self- Am I relatable? Can people relate to me? 

As I started scrolling through my gram, I was like huh, I don't think I am. 

In my head, I like wow, if I was an outside party, I would think this girl is all over the place and has cute photos, but like who is she really?

Like to me, I was thinking all my photos don't show the real me. 

I spend about half my day in gym clothes and a pony tail. It takes a million tries to get my one photo I post and I can only use one of those photos because, if I post another one I am wearing the same outfit. 

Idk who has enough clothes for a new outfit for 365 days, AND some people post twice a day. 

If only in my dreams. 

I hardly wear any make up, unless I am going somewhere important. 

My eyelashes are fake most the time, I have my lips done. 

My hair is done at least every 6 months, I couldn't even tell you what my real hair color is. 

I've experienced loosing someone close to me in a tragic way. 

I bite my nails when I am stressed out. It makes me uncomfortable when people cry. I have a hard time showing a lot of emotions. 

I could probably eat better & get in better shape.

I use sarcasm for just about everything. 

I could go on and on and on and on and on about a list of things that I do. 

I realized my Instagram shows none of this. I try too hard to be perfect on Instagram,  I am so concerned about not getting enough likes and followers.

I have to say Instagram, you got to me. I know, I am not the first to discover this or say something about it. But I just feel like I need to be me more, This year I think I was my resolution to show who I really am, rather than just what I want you too see. 

I wake up a mess, just like everyone else! 

I am no different hah 

I have an amazing life, I don't know why I am so scared to show me along with it. 

Even writing this is concerning to me, hah Im already thinking no one will read this, or care. Or like oh great, who is going to see this. 

But Im also like, this is why I have this blog, so I can write what I want. Right?

ANYWAYS, I just want to let you know I am an imperfectly perfect human :) 

 

 

 

 

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