How is it that the social media world is so perfect? Everyone has flawless skin, everyone is smiling and everyone is having their “best and perfect” day.
Where is the reality? Where is the exhausted Mom who’s been up all night with a newborn whos’ days and nights are mixed up? I’ve there, it’s not pretty. (Thanks to my late night party girl Gabriellle!)
Or worse yet, the parent who has been up all night with a sick kid? Why can’t they post their exhausted face along with their trying evening story? Is it because we’ve all become so vain and would say “Oh my god I can’t believe she posted that, she looks awful!” Who are we to judge? And clearly, the world has judges because social media is anything except real.
I want to see the teenager struggling in their life by reaching out for help. Not hiding their pain because the world they see and live in exists of four walls, Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Snapchat. If those aren’t your four than pick ’em, you’ve still got tumbler, YouTube, vivo etc. Hell, there’s a hundred perfect media’s out there to make you feel like shit. Or worse your kid, or your friend, or a family member.
So when did we ALL become so…..pathetic? Myself included. Sure there is a handful of “real” stuff out there. But it’s too far and few between for me. I want to be able to reply to someone and say “Hey, it’s okay. The baby will sleep eventually and so will you. All parents go through this, don’t worry if the house isn’t immaculate, no one cares if the laundry isn’t caught up. It will all be fine. I promise. Just keep reaching out, you are not alone!”
I want to send a piece of scripture to the soul who feels they’ve screwed up so much God couldn’t possibly forgive or worse yet love them. Yes. He will. Because “The LORD your God is with you, the Mighty Warrior who saves. He will take great delight in you; in his love, he will no longer rebuke you, but will rejoice over you with singing.””
– Zephaniah 3:17 NIV You are not alone!”
Where is the lost teenager who is literally drowning in the air that surrounds them feeling the only way out is choosing a permanent solution to a temporary problem? Where is that lost soul that I can reach out to and say “This to shall pass”. This does not define who you are or who you will become. It’s a stage and a rough one at that, you may be spinning but there is always a way to take control and conquer this pain. You are not alone!”
I wonder, how wonderful we would all feel if social media was real. How many grandmothers out there would be giving young mothers advice on how to cook or sew? How many moms of young adults would be teaching new parents that no matter how dark their circles are or how much spit up is on their pajamas they still haven’t gotten out of even though it’s now three in the aftrrmoon. They are still doing the most beautiful job in the world. What about the the amount of young adults that could give strength and courage to teens lost? Showing them the proof they will get through it, and showering them with support, guidance and love.
I want to live in that world. I want my children to have help, recieve support and feel love from than just me.
I want a utopia. I know, unrealistic right? But is it? After all, it is us who made it that way. Let’s start undoing it.