The Lies of Social Media

Any regular readers of this Blog, if you exist, will have noticed that I have been a little lazy when it comes to the whole blogging thing.

Sometimes life gets in the way, family takes up so much time or work is unrelenting. Sometimes I just can’t be arsed.

I spend a lot of time reading, commenting and liking other folks' content across Instagram, Facebook and Twitter, yet I rarely get around to producing that much of my own stuff

Why is that?

I’m not short on things to say, arguably it's the opposite & some of my musings would even be quite witty, or so I am told. That is if they ever made it into a post. I did think that I was suffering from a writer's block of sorts.

The ‘of sorts’ is important here as to even consider myself a writer is like comparing The Sun Newspaper to the Economist.

Let’s be fair, I’m streets ahead of The Sun.

I have the parenting experience, the stories, scars and even grey hairs. I also had the fear! Yep, the fear. The fear of social media, as ludicrous as it sounds.

Have you ever looked on Instagram? All those perfect images, perfect clothes, make up, homes and children. The Celebrities, the Influencers, the bullshitters!

It’s the lies of social media.

How many of us live like that? How many actually waltz about perfectly styled, kids looking like something from a catalogue with a show house backdrop, not an item out of place? Ill happily stick my hand up and call bullshit on that.

Anyone joining my Spartacus moment?

Yet many of us look at these images and actually believe them! At that rate I’ll be a perfect brand ambassador for any company selling tea stained sofas! So I'm here to bring you the truth. So take a hike fear, you can give way to disgust! Life is untidy, messy and meant to be that way. These shiny selfie suckers are selling us all a pup, putting pressure on followers to attain a picture perfect life that exists only on their profile.

If this sounds like you, then help is out there.

Seek out the real life bloggers, they are out there. Warts and all actual people who post real images of real people and real homes.

Sit back, chill out and stop chasing the Jones’! On that note I’m off to work on a new post, all while spilling tea down on my shirt & crumbs on the keyboard. Heck I might even pick my nose!

Sermon over