Is Everyone on Facebook Having Fun Except Me?
Have you seen yesterday’s article dubbed “We Need to Quit Telling Lies on Facebook” by Sarah Emily Tuttle-Singer (a guest contributor on Kveller.com)? Sarah’s article is hilarious and saturated with truth. She coaxes herself, and other parents, to paint a more realistic portrait of their life on social media:
“My life on Facebook is an airbrushed and instagrammed image of my real life,” Sarah claims. “I edit the suckage because I want people to think I have my act together. I give everything a hipstacular filter to make the drudgery look interesting. Most of the time, I think I’m a decent mom, and I think I’m giving my children a pretty good life. But I also think I’d be a better mom if I stopped pretending, and making friends on Facebook feel like they have to pretend as well.”
Since this blog is geared towards (mostly) 20-something singles, here’s a post that carries the same theme and relates it to our age-group. It may come across as a bit of a downer—but it ends with a single line that brings our Internet-absorbed, Twitter-lovin’, Facebook-fueled selves back to earth; a place where we must take off our synthetic masks in order to breathe.