Why is everyone so happy?

I’m feeling so disheartened tonight, and I have been for a while. I so badly want to open my heart on my blog, but it’s tricky. There’s this invisible line in this whole blogging business that you might not know about. Talk, but don’t say too much. Be personal, but don’t air dirty laundry. I don’t know about you, but every person I’ve ever met has a bit of laundry that needs doing – you know? I’ve experimented with different writing styles and gone through my own emotional growth in my blogging years. I’ve experienced different kinds of reactions from all angles, both personally and by listening with open ears when others are talking… about each other.

Someone I know wrote a beautiful and heartfelt article on her struggle with depression. Weeks later, I felt nauseated when I overheard other bloggers referring to her as the ‘sad’ one with all the ‘problems’, clutching flutes of complimentary champagne while perched in a huddle, overdressed with made up faces as genuine as their personalities. Nothing annoys me as much as phoniness. Be real, show an abundance of character and authenticity, then you have my full attention and my respect. Intelligence, quick wit, knowledge and an education in both books and life are what will set you apart from those who are easily herded in to social corners and cliques.

I admire people who show their unique and creative spirit. People who disagree and argue. The non conformists and the trouble makers. The kind and fiery hearts with exciting stories to share about their lives and experiences, and not about other people and their misfortunes or personal struggles. I may have crossed a line here, and perhaps there’s a press release or event invitation that will skip my inbox next week, but I believe in authenticity… to a degree. Tricky, I realize. Let me explain.

I had a quick chat with Jane over on her blog this week, and I’ll share an extract. She asked if there was anything I’d want my readers to know about me, and I said:

I think that people assume that they genuinely know or understand people via following them on social media, but it pays to remember that I don’t share intimate details of my life involving my kids or husband, marriage, work or extended family. While you might see a cute picture of my son on Instagram, I may have lost a big client that day. Maybe G and I had an awful fight or maybe one of the kids is struggling at school and it’s breaking my heart. While I want to talk about all these things, I do value and respect the privacy of those around me. 

These are the boundaries that we all face in our lives. We sensor ourselves. We show the good and cheerful parts and try fit in and be likeable. Desirable, even. Maybe we don’t want people feeling sorry for us, or looking down on us. Maybe we don’t want to appear weak or fragile in this world of filters and selfies and perfectly styled breakfasts.

Last year my heart bled like a broken reservoir. Our little Benjamin was diagnosed with asthma. He’d had it for years and I didn’t know. I’m his mother, and I did not know that my sweetheart of a boy was struggling with something that I was not making better for him. He got in to a whole lot of trouble and in to a critical condition. We carried his little body to a hospital and sat at his bedside for four days watching people try fix him. If we’d waited an hour, things would have been different, they said. I thought he just had flu. I thought. he. had. flu. Specialists were coming in and out, syringes filled with blood and oxygen and nebulizers were being passed around and I sat next to him feeling like the worst human that ever existed. Like I didn’t deserve to be his mother. I wanted to tell everyone, I wanted to tell all our friends and I wanted to tell complete strangers because I wanted help. Advice. We needed support. Even now, it’s hard to talk about because the guilt pushes my tears forward every time I think about that week. How awful I felt. How scared we all were. I didn’t want to tell you because it was personal, and it was about Benjamin. So I wrote about houses and holidays and a bunch of other things and I pretended that I wasn’t terrified and desperately lonely in all my fears and feelings.

6 months later, Ben is so in control of his condition. After several tests, we’ve established that his asthma is allergy induced. Bunny Banana struggles to get his breathing straight when something (we don’t know what) in mother nature annoys his tiny boy chest. He’ll tell you all of this himself, like he’s telling a really good story. The asthma is something he’ll probably outgrow, and he’s completely the boss of it. He is not ashamed in the slightest. He pulls out his pump at play dates, in class and amongst friends like it’s just no big deal at all, because it isn’t. He is strong and proud and true to himself, so why was I so ashamed? My boy is perfect and he’s going through the business of growing up and with that comes all sorts of challenges, developments and obstacles. As he grows and changes, I’m learning and growing as a mother too.

We’re not all as happy as we might seem online (not even you) so why all the masks and faces. Are we seeking validation? Do we appear more desirable if we pose our lives in a sunny disposition? We’re sharing our good times and happy memories. Our journeys, travels and experiences. I get that, I understand that and heck you guys – I do it too! Let’s celebrate our lives and be grateful for all our blessings, I know – let’s do that.

But let’s also be real. I miss humanity. I miss the connection. Our poses and masks are leaking like bloodied ink from our smart phones in to our real lives. Like the idealism of our highlight reels are becoming our misguided realities. Sit around a dinner table and it’s like getting the commentated version of instagram. A podcast of your social media lives, printed and transcribed in to a dialogue for all to hear. “Look how happy I am” we say. “Look how great everything is” we try to convince each other, and ourselves while adding more filters and hashtags so that even more people can see how great everything is.

But is it?

I had an awful night tonight. I’ve cancelled two overseas trips this past year, and my social media feeds are covered in photos of international museums, concert tickets, the Eiffel tower and exotic beaches. A reminder that I haven’t quite got my shit together this year (again) and another nagging reminder that I’m sinking so deep in to the ‘suburban mom’ persona that I genuinely fear that I’ll never get out. Am I too selfless? Am I just unorganized? Why am I so busy all the time? Am I doing something wrong, is everyone else better at everything than I am? I haven’t gotten round to returning our library books, so how will I ever manage to sort my visa out.  Am I not making it a priority, or is it secretly not actually important to me at all. Is it an escape tactic? A rebellion against the school commute, play dates and soccer practice? It’s always like that, isn’t it. When you’re trying to lose weight, your social media feed is consumed by pictures of people who look like they haven’t eaten in three months. The best decor posts will always show up right after the dog ate half your couch. A perfectly styled picture of a nutritionally balanced salad will punch you in the chest as you’re digging in to (another) defrosted pizza base, reminding you just how awful you are at everything. How much more organized everyone else is and how much more money everyone has than you. Seriously though – where do you all get all your money from?

I sound bitter and ungrateful tonight, don’t I? I’m not. We’ve been blessed in more ways than I’d ever hoped. My life is riddled in privilege and happiness, I admit. We don’t want or need for anything, and yet lately I find myself feeling quite greedy about it. Like we need and want more, but we don’t. Not really we don’t. Yet, some days I feel like a wild spirit captured in a mediocre life. Some days I feel disappointed in how ordinary everything is. The routine of it all. I want to pack up this house and the boys and trek through Africa for a month, but then I remember that we have full time jobs, and those darn library books. Some days I really just want to shake things up. I also remember how incredibly blessed and happy we all are, just the way everything is right now.

Obviously I genuinely want all the good people on earth to be happy and healthy and for all your dreams to come true, hard work to pay off and for every success to be granted in your very and exact direction, I do. Maybe social media mirrors our own shortcomings back to us and hits us in the emotions in case you really were numb inside, and maybe that’s a good thing. Like a reminder of our own obstacles and shortcomings. A kick in the butt, if we’re being eloquent. Maybe social media is the new nagging housewife, except in pictures. And while the nagging housewife is annoying AF (ask Graeme) maybe we need it, and to keep track of everything we’d like to achieve. But then I question – is social media selling us a preconceived idealism of flashy cars, expensive restaurants, stylish clothes, perfect bodies and international trips that we don’t really desire? Is the augmented reality of other people’s lives encouraging and motivating our every success or making us feel disheartened and depressed? Depends what mood you’re in, I say. Some days I feel so inspired by everything around me and other days I want to unfollow every single person I’ve ever met. Because emotions. The thing is, it’s not jealousy. It’s a reminder. When I see someone who has lost 10kg I instantly feel happy for them, but then I feel super guilty because I skipped a run (or six) and ate that second bowl of pasta last night. You know? And sometimes I don’t want to feel that guilt. Sometimes I just want to eat my pasta and be happy with my muffin top without questioning my life on a Tuesday night.

Then I remember that we’ve got some great trips coming up, and we’re really trying to make our home look beautiful and cozy. And I wonder if there’s someone out there, looking at my or someone else’s social media feed, wondering if they’ve gone wrong and how they ended up alone on the couch on a Saturday night. And if that’s you, I want you to know that I feel like that sometimes too, and it really is awful. We’ve all got a different ‘ordinary’ and it’s up to us how we reflect these mirrors shining their light in our faces.

It’s okay to feel pretty sad about all of it sometimes. Sad about being tired, and not seeing your friends and family often enough, or eating junk and not living your best life.  Sad about not being on top of things all the time. And sometimes it’s good to talk about it, even if nobody is listening.

 

48 Comments
  • Jane

    June 16, 2015 at 6:24 pm Reply

    A-MAZING. I was literally nodding my head. Yes and yes and yes
    You are not alone!
    And I totally feel like that about your beautiful decor in your house. I’m messy AF 😉
    Love
    xxx

    • Natasha Clark

      June 16, 2015 at 6:32 pm Reply

      Love you Janey xxx Bet your house is just PERFECT!

  • stephanie

    June 16, 2015 at 6:35 pm Reply

    loved this post so really, yep i can so relate when i look at social media and see what everyone’s up to and there beautiful homes and lives and all the places people are going to i think did i go wrong somewhere, but then u get your wake up call and see how lucky we are with all we have, its hard sometimes and u think u want to just disconnect from all social media, whats the saying you don’t miss what you don’t see, keep Ur chin up and just look around you and what u have accomplished – own business,beautiful happy family, people who love u, a awesome home, ur 4 legged babies when i look and read ur post i always think that girl has it going 🙂

    • Natasha Clark

      June 16, 2015 at 6:37 pm Reply

      Ah thanks Stephanie but there’s a LOT I don’t say and have super down days (weeks) too. We’re all lucky and like you said, you are too and sometimes you DO need that wake up call. Thanks for the comment babes x

  • Genevieve

    June 16, 2015 at 6:53 pm Reply

    Oh my word.. you are speaking my language. Deep down I know that what I see on Instagram and Facebook is often not ‘true’ happiness. But it sometimes does feel like world is having a party and they forgot to invite me. Thank you for your honesty 🙂

    • Natasha Clark

      June 16, 2015 at 7:16 pm Reply

      Thanks so much for your comment babes. I think mostly these people we follow ARE happy, and I think that’s great. When I’m happy, I want my friends to be happy for and with me too. I think sometimes it highlights something we’re struggling with, and maybe we don’t like that internal confrontation!

  • Mandy Lee Miller

    June 16, 2015 at 7:02 pm Reply

    This is my favourite post from you. It is real and honest and tells me more about you.

    I enjoy a lot of blogs that are funny and light and don’t share the nitty gritty and I follow a lot of people on social media that appear to have their lives all sorted out – who look amazing and make gorgeous meals and do a million things with their kids and work at things they love and still have time for date nights with their husbands and planning world adventures – they both inspire me and make me die a little inside as I feel like a failure. I prefer blogs that deal with the realneas of life more though, I don’t necessarily need to know the details of the people around you, but I do want to know how you feel in relation to those around you.

    I blog about my life and how hard it is being a mom, mostly in my pjs, because I desperately don’t want to feel alone in it, and I don’t want other mommies to feel alone either. But there are things I don’t share too, my marriage or huge things that happen to the people I love that aren’t mine to share, but still punch me in the feels; I wish I could find a way to share it all without trespassing on other people’s privacy.

    That was a very long way of saying I hear you, you aren’t alone and if you figure out the trick to sharing without overstepping, please share that too! Great post hun xx

    • Natasha Clark

      June 16, 2015 at 7:14 pm Reply

      Thanks so much Mandy, and yeah… I think it gets harder to be honest as our readership grows too. If I had to post anything about Graeme, it would be read by his colleagues and mother and maybe even his boss, so we have to be so careful. I get what you’re saying too – we don’t want to invade the privacy of those we love, especially not our kids. I think if it’s something that our families would tell total strangers and their loved ones, then I think that’s okay to write about. Gets tricky! Thanks so much for the comment xxx

  • femmegypsy

    June 16, 2015 at 7:03 pm Reply

    I’ve got a half-assed post in my drafts folder that is SO similar to this, it’s scary. I flutter between inspired and envious in minutes. Wes is always telling me “you want to be everywhere that you aren’t” or “you want everything that you don’t have” and I listen, but not really. LOVE this. Thank you. Maybe I’ll be able to press publish on mine soon too. Maybe… xxx

    • Natasha Clark

      June 16, 2015 at 7:11 pm Reply

      Tamzin, I sent this to my MOTHER before I had the guts to hit publish. Let’s all start talking and open our hearts to those around us. Thanks for the comment babes xx

  • stephanie

    June 16, 2015 at 7:05 pm Reply

    Hang in there xxx

  • Leigh Harding

    June 16, 2015 at 7:17 pm Reply

    We must wine and whine soon. This post resonated with me so much. From the herds of superficial posers, to having my shit not quite together either……yoh. Caught some serious feelings with this one chicken.

    • Natasha Clark

      June 16, 2015 at 7:21 pm Reply

      Please lets wine together as soon as possible. Glad I got to the feelings, had to pull mine ALL out too. Love you pretty. Whatsapp me about the wine? xx

  • NickiD

    June 16, 2015 at 7:53 pm Reply

    1. I fucking hate blogs, but I loved this post.
    2. It’s so very true.
    3. I always try to talk about my shitty stuff. But I don’t to it online at all any more. No blog. No online venting or outpouring. I prefer to TALK to PEOPLE about it. People like you, Cath, my REAL friends who I see every day. You know? Flip, MY HUSBAND!
    4. We’re all doing the best we can an unfortunately we have this stupid thing called The Internet that makes us constantly doubt ourselves and our decisions. You’re lovely and your kids and husband love you … most of the time, which is ALL THAT COUNTS.
    xxx

    • Natasha Clark

      June 16, 2015 at 8:05 pm Reply

      Well said Nicks, and I’m so glad that you talk to US and I love our whatsapp vents. We are pretty darn lucky gals x

  • Kate Ferguson

    June 16, 2015 at 8:37 pm Reply

    That is one thing I have noticed about blogs these days, NOBODY is honest anymore. Its all about reviews and giveaways. Its all business and no heart. When did and why did blogs become like that? I’ve stopped reading so many of my favourites because its now just business for them. Another review of a free product or free holiday. Which i get because its those posts that get them paid but its all so false!!! So I applaude you on being honest and putting some heart in between the business. That is what makes a blog interesting and keeps people coming back for more.

    I often talk to my hubby about you and G because on social media it really does look like you have your shit together. And that’s because I really think you do! So what if the library books are late? That has nothing to do with having your shit together. You have two gorgeous boys that you made from scratch. FROM SCRATCH! (my mind still boggles that the human body can produce mini people) and you are doing your best to provide for them as best you can and to nurture them and help them grow (physically and mentally). You have a business that you are crazy passionate about and will pull all nighters for. You have a beautiful home that you are slowly but surely making your own (bonds are not a joke and neither is home renovations!). You have a husband. Somebody who has vowed to be in your corner and to have your back forever.

    Now surely you need to have your shit together to have all that? That’s not from luck but perseverance, timing and hard work. So girl its official, your shit is together even if you don’t feel/see that now.

    Ps Pity parties are always allowed! My remarks above are only to try and make you feel better, not make you feel guilty for feeling the way you do. Emotions are a biatch but we just have to roll with them for a bit xxx

    • Natasha Clark

      June 17, 2015 at 6:55 am Reply

      Ah Kate I know you’re right. Sometimes it just gets frustrating because we all have SO MUCH that we want to do and accomplish. Places we want to go, things we want to see, millions we want to make. It’s so easy to take it all for granted and lose scope of our blessings. That’s what I mean by social media making us ‘greedy’ about our happiness sometimes. Thank you for the kind words, and I’m so glad that I’m not alone in my feelings. Thank you babes x

  • Cassey

    June 16, 2015 at 8:48 pm Reply

    This just hits it on the nose.

    I’m learning more and more to stay away from a lot of blogs, facebook, pinterest and I just don’t do instagram…they all push my “I suck at life” buttons. It’s the strangest thing that these tools that can/are supposed to help us be closer and communicate more are also the same things driving this massive disconnect from each other.

    • Natasha Clark

      June 17, 2015 at 6:56 am Reply

      You’re right Cassey! Sometimes that “I suck at life” button pushes harder than other days!

  • Julie Kynaston

    June 16, 2015 at 9:37 pm Reply

    I also feel like I’m sinking into suburbia and that life is just so ordinary sometimes. But yes, ordinary is okay and this is a season and there is enough wild just being a mom.

    • Natasha Clark

      June 17, 2015 at 6:58 am Reply

      Julie you’re so right, and the suburbia ‘trap’ is REAL and takes years of adjustment, I’m sure. Routine can be so draining, but the boys are so happy… I feel awful even complaining sometimes. I guess it’s good to process the emotions that come with motherhood x

  • Andrea Klinkenberg

    June 17, 2015 at 5:53 am Reply

    I can’t tell you how much I needed to read this. Thank you! I have been thinking the same things lately. There are a couple people on social media that I look up to (aka secretly feel totally jealous of the life they live), and you are one of them. It’s refreshing to know that you feel the same way I do about things. I couldn’t agree with your sentiment more! Big ups to you. X

    • Natasha Clark

      June 17, 2015 at 7:04 am Reply

      Hey Andrea. Please don’t ever be jealous of me. I suck at so many things, and have my own bouts of insecurities. Some days I feel so overwhelmed by everything that needs to be done that it feels suffocating. Some days I feel like the absolute worst mother. We ALL feel like this from time to time, no matter who we are. Even the rich and famous like celebrities and actors go through their own pain and drama. Nobody is immune, and I guess we forget that sometimes! Thanks for the comment x

  • Lisa Jacobus

    June 17, 2015 at 6:26 am Reply

    After a particularly sucky long weekend this blog post was exactly what i needed. I take comfort in the fact that I am not alone and take my hat off to you for sharing. Very well said.

    • Natasha Clark

      June 17, 2015 at 7:04 am Reply

      Hey Lisa, yeah I feel so much better knowing that YOU all feel the same. And that I’m not a freak for feeling like this some days. So thank you xx

  • Natasha Marais

    June 17, 2015 at 7:37 am Reply

    Ah. You now I loved this post. I’ve missed you, lady.

    I read Nicki’s comments and I hear what she’s saying about connecting with and talking to ‘real’ people. But I think it is innate in writers to share their stories. I’m not talking dirty laundry. Just human experience.

    I was told by a friend (no less ) that my most recent post sounded bitter and that I should write using a pseudonym. It made me so sad. Firstly, because I was not coming from a bitter place at all when I wrote that. And secondly,why hide? Sharing is how we connect.
    I agree that it’s easy for social media to make you want to lose your will to live. But I think, as always, it is up to us to ‘follow’ people that we respect and admire and who’s influence we can ‘trust’. People who are not afraid to show us the good and the bad. I don’t know, like, maybe people who post things like ‘why is everyone so stinking happy’;)

    I could go on and on because this topic is close to my heart but I’m sure you have better things to do today:)

    Just, beautiful post. Thank you for sharing your fears and doubts and insecurities and your never ending search for answers. This is what makes you such a great writer. And I’ve met your boys. Souls like that don’t grow themselves xx

    • Natasha Clark

      June 17, 2015 at 7:52 am Reply

      Ah Tash. I know that you know what ALL of this feels like. And you’ve been through so much these past two years. I agree that we need to share our human experiences. I haven’t all that much lately, but sometimes it just bubbles to the top and writing like this is the same as having a really good cry, you know? I know you know x

  • Veronica

    June 17, 2015 at 8:01 am Reply

    This post is everything. It is as if it was written just for me at this moment in my life. Thank you for letting us share in your honesty and know we aren’t alon <3

    • Natasha Clark

      June 17, 2015 at 9:29 am Reply

      I’m just relieved that YOU all feel the same way. Thanks babes x

  • Alet

    June 17, 2015 at 8:03 am Reply

    I need to write in order to process, even when I do have real conversations with the people around me. I think that is why is post more private posts than public ones. But it is time for SA bloggers to be authentic in their writing!

    • Natasha Clark

      June 17, 2015 at 9:28 am Reply

      Agreed! I guess everyone has their own motives, and I write about decor and health and our home and all sorts of things, but I think it’s important to show your soul now and then!

  • Steve Parkes

    June 17, 2015 at 8:18 am Reply

    This post resonated with me on so many levels and I want to thank you for your honesty. As much as I enjoy social media as a brief escape from my daily life I have to constantly remind myself not to compare myself, my life or my kids with anyone elses which is hard when they all seem to be leading the perfect lives. We all make our own choices and I don’t know what choices these people have made to get where they are as much as they don’t know mine. Thank you for this post and all your posts really.

    • Natasha Clark

      June 17, 2015 at 9:27 am Reply

      We all have our own ‘original’ and sometimes you can’t help but compare! Thanks for being such an awesome reader, I really appreciate your comments!

  • Suzani

    June 17, 2015 at 8:18 am Reply

    “Seriously though – where do you all get all your money from?” You have NO IDEA how often my husband & I say that exact line. Really, how does everyone do it?

    “And sometimes I don’t want to feel that guilt. Sometimes I just want to eat my pasta and be happy with my muffin top without questioning my life on a Tuesday night.” YES!

    I feel you, girl.

    • Natasha Clark

      June 17, 2015 at 9:26 am Reply

      Haha! So glad you get it. Also, let’s go steal everyone’s money xx

  • Ricki

    June 17, 2015 at 10:13 am Reply

    How rad is it getting all those things out?

    The internet is a weird place. I went through a phase, and am still in that phase, where I am generally really happy. Not because I want to be ro I’m trying to hide something, it’s because I really am. People have given me crap for being that person, sprweading my “fake happiness’ around and really just being too happy. What is wrong with that?
    As you say, we share the good bit to maybe hide what we don’t want people to know, but that is okay too. I’m really disheartened at the negativity that is spread on the internet every day. Most of it is completely unneccesary, it’s rude and it’s completely uncalled for.
    Why can;t we just use the energy we use complaining about how much you hate someone or something and put it into talking about somethign you really like and are passionate about. Imagine what a great place the world would be then? Maybe it will even help the depressed and sad people to feel better and appreciate the small happy things that all add up to make one big happy life.
    I’ve been called stupid and naive for thinkinig this, and even lost friends because of it. It may come across as such, but I’m just doing my little part to spread some sort of happiness out there. I completely understand that everyone is different and because somoene is haing a bad time and you aren’t doesn;t mean you don’t understand. I understand, I’ve been there, but I fought hard to get out of there and MAKE things happy. I believe it really can be a choice, and it’s not always an easy one.
    Nothing is easy, the best things in life are usually the hardest to achieve, even happiness.

    I just wish people could be happy for others and less bitter and hateful towards happiness.

    We’re all here, none of us really know whny, so let’s make thre best of it for everyone.

    PS. This turned out longer than I expected
    <3

    • Natasha Clark

      June 17, 2015 at 12:00 pm Reply

      Hey Rick! I 100% get what you’re saying. When I’m happy (literally 90% of the time) then I want my friends and everyone to be happy too! Be happy with me, and for me and let’s all celebrate the happiness! I think I meant it more from a consumerism and comparison side, and that even when we are happy and satisfied with our lives, sometimes social media makes us even more greedy. Like, my grass is green, but those guys have a garden knome. And now I have a garden knome, but those dudes have a bird bath. I actually think that in a lot of cases social media is making us feel unhappy even though we actually ARE happy. PS I was very much medicated on myprodol when I wrote this.

  • Claire Choudhry

    June 17, 2015 at 10:20 am Reply

    Such a beautifully written post and so honest. I often don’t go on IG for a few days to get myself back on track and back to “reality” – i often think i need to come across a certain way through my pictures but the truth is i struggle terribly with stress and anxiety and coping with a 17 month old and being pregnant again. And that’s OK! Thanks for sharing!
    xxx

    • Natasha Clark

      June 17, 2015 at 12:01 pm Reply

      Listen Claire I am so glad that Instagram was not around when I was pregnant with Benjamin, and had a 20 month old Noah. I would have gone all “Carrie” on the internet.

  • Tammy Gangepaine

    June 17, 2015 at 10:32 am Reply

    Tash
    I miss you being this honest on your blog. I really do miss you writing like this.
    We are all guilty of trying to be “perfect” Show off our kids, house, life, husband, holiday.
    We all have our ups and Downs, We all learn as we go, we all make mistakes, we aren’t perfect.
    This blog post is to true because 90% of everyone can relate!!

    Love you my friend …

    xxx
    xxx

    • Natasha Clark

      June 17, 2015 at 12:03 pm Reply

      Ah Tam, and it’s so refreshing when you and I see each other and it’s like “My dogs effed up my garden” and “I got fat” and “I hate my hair” and “this and that ex is driving us nuts” and I think the point is that even face to face, some people have adopted the social media persona and still don’t open up like we used to. I love YOU, and miss you xx PS thanks for saying such nice things about my writing, means so much from you!

  • Leanne Rees

    June 17, 2015 at 1:05 pm Reply

    “Sometimes I just want to eat my pasta and be happy with my muffin top without questioning my life on a Tuesday night.” – EXACTLY!

    The thing that struck me the most in this post is something I was thinking about just a few days ago and that’s how I allow my Instagram feed to make me feel. It makes me feel greedy and I must admit just a little bit covetous. I see all these well curated lives and I wonder how its so effortless for others to live their best lives. And yes, where do they get all this money?

    I suppose at the end of the day its about a quote that also did the rounds on all the Facebooks and Instagrams and Blogs and that is ‘Comparison is the thief of joy’ – its up to us what we allow social media to rob us of or on the other hand to gift us with.

    I loved this post, I loved on it so hard! Thank you for so eloquently and humorously putting into words the things that so many of us think and feel.

    • Natasha Clark

      June 18, 2015 at 8:44 am Reply

      Yes! I think it’s not just about comparison but also wanting the best for yourself and feeling a bit disappointed in yourself when you don’t have it all figured out x

  • Andrea Carlyle

    June 18, 2015 at 5:09 am Reply

    Yes, Yes and yes……so true and honest. Loved reading this.

  • Caley Rosenberg

    June 19, 2015 at 2:32 pm Reply

    BEST POST EVER! Thanks for sharing Tash, it was so enlightening and heartwarming to read – social media can be very dangerous and very deceiving… The good, the bad and the ugly is sometimes not always easy to post about. Thank you for being real and honest and for rocking life and trying your best! x

  • Bailey Schneider

    June 19, 2015 at 3:30 pm Reply

    LOVE this post… So incredibly true!

    I often battle between sharing /TMI sharing and also having the respect of people around me, because my personal stories may be, well, personal… but they’re not necessarily solo and so that would mean airing stories of others too who do not necessarily like social media! Go figure I’m marrying the man who isn’t the biggest fan of it!
    Social media can do so much good and so much damage. The yin and the yang.
    Sometimes I simply enjoy seeing the highlights reel of seeing a superficial manicure *guilty* and a picturesque sunset *guilty again* and hate having to see the posts of abused animals and children.
    Thanks for writing this…
    I wrote something on my blog just over a year ago (albeit not as eloquently or as brilliantly as you did today… ) but have a look at: “I’m so perfect”
    http://www.vanillablonde.co.za/2014/04/im-so-perfect.html

  • Nadia

    June 20, 2015 at 9:29 pm Reply

    Every single word is so true. Thanks for sharing this – it helps to hear it from someone else, not only your own mind.

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