In the online obsessed world we live in, we’ve all become our own ‘life editors’, carefully selecting the picture perfect moments that we want everyone to see, and editing them down to make them look like stolen pictures from a ‘This is Your Life Album’. Giving off that cookie cutter perception that our live’s are an idealistic fairytale, and god forbid, anything different.
Because let’s be honest, who really wants to see the drama, the turmoil, the heartbreak and the dark moments of life cemented in an image for all the world to see, or for Facebook to remind you of 5 years down the line. (It’s like a virtual slap in the face.)
We’ve become incredibly adept at judging each others lives from Facebook posts, Twitter timelines and Instagram snaps, that we’ve all forgotten to look below the surface and ask whether it all really is as perfect as it seems. And if this falsified version of reality is actually making us happy?
We’re all guilty of putting out illusions of a perfect life and sharing far too much on social media, but what has angered me recently is the instant judgement this causes from everyone around you.
Both friends and family believe that simply because they’ve seen it on social media it must be true, like the age old joke of, “well if it’s not Facebook official…”.
Resisting from pulling my hair out or going on a ranting rampage that will only incur eye rolls, I’ve officially left the ‘billboard of life’ that is Facebook.
It serves no purpose to my life at the moment, and if people really want to get hold of me that badly they will pick up the phone (or let’s be honest probably WhatsApp me!).
The more I continue to refrain from other forms of social media, the more I see others making such an effort to put across a charade of perfection, but I just find it utterly exhausting. I’ve discussed before how I believe we all share a little too much on social media, and because of this we’ve all started to see this as the one true source of life as we know it.
I see so many of us trying to capture the moment and share it across social media, that I don’t even think they realise they’re not even experiencing it in the first place. With their heads in their phones and their fingers tapping away, they’re not embracing a moment, they’re pretending to.
There was once a saying that a picture can speak a thousand words, but I think that our image overload lifestyle, has watered down this message and images no longer hold the impact they once had.
A statistic that will really put this into perspective is that in 2014 alone people uploaded an average of 1.8 billion images every day. That’s 657 billion images per year!
I dread to think what the latest stats would say. But it’s probably a number that would make my head implode.
You could be wrong to think that’s it’s pictures I have a problem with, it’s most definitely not.
I adore photographs and they fill my home full of the people I hold close to my heart, but the problem lies when we feel it’s necessary to document every moment of our lives as if it’s as special as the treasured memories we’ve managed to capture.
We shouldn’t live our lives by the illusion of social standards, we’ve become wrapped up in an online world that is filtered from reality, and when that happens you know it’s time to take a step back and look at the bigger picture.
Life doesn’t come with a filter, so perhaps we should stop trying to put one on it.