Recently I was at dinner with friends and we got onto the topic of social media envy and whether we should monitor our consumption. I love these types of debates, not just fluff but a healthy back and forth about meaningful subjects. Listening to my friends, I was intrigued by tales of how some of them would get so depressed when scrolling that they’d have to not only mass unfollow accounts but to delete some social media apps altogether for a while. I was totally baffled by the notion because I’ve just never had this problem; to me social media has always been a beacon of light.
Don’t get me wrong, I think it’s superbly healthy that we’re all becoming more mindful or what’s serving us in life and editing out that which is bringing us down. What would be even healthier still though, I think, is to alter our whole perception so that what we see is more likely to lift us up. After all, we can only delete so many apps but the same media messages and imagery are in our faces all day, every day, on the tube, on the sides of buses, in the news and through the people we interact with.
I think, over time, I’ve managed to develop a sort of a filter, Jade tinted glasses if you will, which helps me to pick out the parts of a social media post that inspire me and ignore the parts that don’t. I do try to make an effort to follow influencers who I feel are authentic and honest but there are also those that I follow purely for the fabulous lifestyle inspiration. Actually it’s aspiration because I’m not there myself, yet. I’m also always acutely aware that I’m only seeing a very small, keenly edited version of someone’s ‘life’. A highlights reel if you will. Still, it’s cool to think that some people’s highlights are so damn dope. So, when I see someone I follow getting an extravagant experience, I never get social media envy and think, ‘Hey, why not me?’. I simply think, ‘Wow! Me too, someday!’ because the truth is that there’s room for us all at the table.
I think that this positive outlook is one of the reasons that I love to watch The Kardashians so much (it’s literally on right now as I type – gotta give thanks for channel E!). Those who are more narrow-minded tend to scoff and say, ‘Why do you fill your head with that trash?’ but the reality is that what I see first and foremost is a group of incredibly successful business women. Millionaires. Billionaires. Watching the sisters swan through their palatial Pacific Coast homes is great visual inspiration for me. I’m a huge believer in the Law of Attraction and seeing real-life, successful women gives me hope for the future on a gloomy Monday morning when I have a pile of emails and an even bigger pile of bills.
The reality is that growing up in the 90s there was no real insight into young women in business for me. No Instagram Stories, no personal blogs. I didn’t really even know that young women could be CEOs. I thought that was a term for the middle aged, Russell Group graduates, born into the ‘right’ families and slaving away at a dull desk job for decades first. Before YouTube, the closest thing I got to a first-hand account from a successful woman was holding out for episodes of the ‘MTV Diary of…’ docuseries to hear how Beyonce and Britney rose to stardom. It’s the reason I wanted to be a singer at ten years old – it was the only creative form of success that I knew of.
Fast forward to now and the majority of my social media ‘following’ lists are made up of girl bosses. When I see multi hyphenates like Tamara Kalanic on my Instagram, I don’t get jealous or depressed, I think, ‘How cool!’. ‘How incredibly cool that a young woman who’s my age, can build all of that up and how cool to think that, thanks to her, I now know that I can do it too!’.
In a world of Weinstein, Trump and Meghan and Harry having to migrate and emancipate just for some peace, how reassuring to repeatedly see that we, women, can still rise above the turmoil and achieve greatness. So I guess that’s my takeaway for you from this post. Every time you’re inclined to feel social media envy, jealousy or inferiority, try for focus on the successes being shown and feel a swell of sisterhood instead. Then, listen to some Lizzo because we are all amazing in our own individual ways.
Speaking of Tamara, I have a cool little story about what a babe she is but I’ll save that for Monday’s post which is even more uplifting. In the meantime, I have a new YouTube video to edit and I wanna share an affordable luxury January Sale roundup with you here this weekend so check back tomorrow afternoon to see!
QUOTE OF THE POST: – “Comparison is the thief of joy.”
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As of 1st January 2020, none of the original photos shared here on Rich Little Poor Girl are edited, Photoshopped, filtered or altered in any way. Whilst I think that photo editing is a beautiful thing, it's also healthy to remember that real life can be just as beautiful! :)