Instagram is like window shopping for the life you wish you had. That line came to me as I was doing my nightly scroll through the ‘gram.
Who isn’t guilty of posting a vacation selfie to Instagram? This one didn’t make my feed, but I had plenty others from last October’s trip to Mexico.
I don’t know the origin of the phrase FOMO (fear of missing out) but I swear it must’ve been birthed because of, or around the same time Instagram became to be.
Once upon a f—— time, I would have been too afraid to put that ← line online. I probably wouldn’t have even written it in my journal in fear I would offend someone or look badly.
(No one ever has read my journals aka diaries) but those days of insecurity and shyness were expelled from my being by age and experience. Nearing 30, I’ve found my shyness (which held me back from even trying to stick up for myself amongst my ‘besties’ in high school) to be almost non-existent.
A t-shirt from Married to the Mob with a take on the famous book by Laurel Thatcher Ulrich.