I seem to have this conversation regularly with my husband, “why does everyone else seem to have all their shit together, and I don’t?” Well, folks, I am here to tell you that it is all fake. Literally, everything you see on social media is fake, well most of it. I am 100% convinced no one has “their shit together.”
The last two years I thought I was doing something that made me happy, when in reality, now that I can take the time to reflect on it, I was a very fake person, and why? I had an amazing life/I have an amazing life, but I had my bad days, just like everyone has, the difference was this – I was constantly being “told” that you shouldn’t show your bad days, no one will want to see that, no one is interested in that. Well, I am here to tell you that I am interested in that. I have connected with so many new people over the last few months, and they are all HONEST and REAL human beings, even on social media.
I am not going to go into details as to what I was a part of the last two years. It was a learning experience, and I learned a lot, not just about others, but about myself. I give all the credit to those who can be someone or something they aren’t on a daily basis. I couldn’t do it. However, the experience and the “trying” to be someone I wasn’t, did help me to realize that I have pretty horrible anxiety and it helped me to seek out someone to speak to about it. So that was a plus in my book. The funny thing is, I couldn’t share with anyone about this anxiety because it was “bad for business.” Like WTF! I will never speak poorly of anyone or an organization, if you know me you know what I was a part of, if you don’t, sorry, that life is in the past and I am moving forward from it. But, I do say to myself a hundred times a day, WTF!
The real me is probably not what you see on the most popular social media posts, but my husband loves me, and that’s all I care about. I wear ZERO makeup around the house. I don’t brush my hair most days and lately have been going on about four days of dry shampoo, because when it is this cold during winter, no one has time to wash and dry hair. I wear sweats and ratty sweatshirts most days, my husband does not come home to anything glorious, but he comes home, even after all the craziness of the last year, he comes home to me. I am not saying I don’t invest in myself or take care of myself, but when I am cleaning toilets, doing laundry, and trying to create something out of nothing most days in the kitchen, I don’t have time to make myself all done up and pretty.
If anything I am hoping that in 2018 people start to become more honest and real on social media. The whole “I woke up like this” is just getting old. People who wear a full face of makeup to the gym are just ridiculous – if you are working out, you will look like a scary clown at the end of your workout with all that junk on. No one enjoys wearing skinny jeans, and it would be great for everyone to just be honest about that, we all run home and put on sweatpants the minute we can, we all have lines on our legs from those supposed great fitting skinny jeans. I have heard flare jeans are making a come back – I for one will not be taking part in that, big bottom girls don’t look good with flare legs, but you no skinny butt girls rock those things this year if they truly are on their way back into our closets. This should also tell you I am not anyone who is into the latest fashion trends. I loved ripped jeans, skinny or not. I wear baggy shirts because for some crazy reason I think I have a muffin top when I sit down, I don’t, it’s all in my head, it’s all in all our heads. We ALL need to love who we are and what we have, junk in the trunk and all. I have my share of junk in the trunk, but I am pretty sure that is one reason I snagged my husband so that I won’t be getting rid of it anytime soon.
I truly can’t even imagine how moms feel when they are on social media. The Pinterest perfection moms make me crazy and I don’t even have kids, just a husband who wouldn’t care if our house had clutter and our meals were served on paper plates. So this is me, the imperfect housewife telling everyone, let’s just all be who we are this year and leave the fake social media world in the past. We should not have to InstaStory or post on Facebook three times a day for people to show an interest in us, those who are interested should be allowed just to be interested in whatever crazy we are giving them. I know I have a lot of crazy to share this coming year. So, if you are a lover of wine, comfy clothes, some travel, stupid expensive handbags (it’s an awful, awful monster my husband created), and just the randomness that is life, then follow along, you won’t be disappointed.