Personal: internet is an edited reality
Internet. Some days ago, someone asked me what it was like to have a perfect life. I looked around -the question could not be for me- but there was no one else. Just us two and that ridiculous question hovering in the air.
I must have made a confused face and there I tube a “what do you mean?” The person in question gave me a sarcasm face and said something about my blog and my Instagram.
And this, I confess, left me in shock.
I love feeling inspired by places, people, and their lifestyles. I have never felt that bad envy because I understand the dimension of moments and fragments of happiness. And because I know that nobody's life is perfect.
I mean, like anyone else, I choose what I want to show on the internet. This does not mean that what I show is not true – on the contrary, it is – but that is not everything. It’s only part of my life.
When I had my surgery, for example, I just chose to share that episode when I started walking again. I spent six weeks without even being able to put my foot on the ground. But that did not stop me from showing a more inspired side of my reality. Meaning, although I was having a hard time, I chose to share it only later, continuing to inspire you with things that made me happy. I preferred to see the glass half full. Could I have shared everything in real time? For sure. But at that point, I just wanted to stay quite dreaming of having my life back. And that’s what I told you.
With this being said, what I want you to know is that despite having a beautiful Instagram account, going to amazing places or being in a relationship with someone who does not hide that loves us, that doesn’t mean our life passes, therefore, to be free of problems. There are no perfect lives, but there are edited realities that inspire us. And there’s no harm in it, on the contrary.
Honestly, I love feeling inspired by places, people, and their lifestyles. I have never felt that bad envy because I understand the dimension of moments and fragments of happiness. And because I know that nobody’s life is perfect. Bad envy is a thing of people without focus and without a life of their own.
Thus, it is true that for many I am privileged. I know. But I would trade everything I have for another day with my mother. I would trade all the places, trips and moments for just one more hug. And now? It does not look so perfect anymore, does it?
However, and although I have shared several personal episodes here, I want this blog to inspire you. To draw more smiles, to dress better, to feel beautiful, to be motivated, to be more educated, or to go to new places. It is a rosy vision of my reality that, not being perfect, is mine.
So the next time you think someone’s life is perfect, remember that you probably do not know all the variables. And, wanting to hit an equation with misrepresented values is something that touches the impossible. Even more, in this edited reality called the internet.