Ok, let’s talk insecurities. Because you know that I know you have ‘em. We all have them. Whether it’s about our belly, our butt or our hair, there’s always this part of us we don’t necessarily like.
And God forbid we’d share it. Nor on Instagram, nor on Facebook. All we see up there are pretty pictures of a – what it seems – perfect life. But seriously, who’s life is perfect all the time? Well, let me tell you this: mine isn’t. Sometimes, ok at least once a day, I get insecure scrolling through Instagram pictures or staring at pretty faces on Facebook. She has better hair, she has better legs and oh my can I please touch that flawless skin of hers! Bottom line is that we don’t share our problem areas, we don’t upload pictures of our jiggling thighes or ugly #wokeuplikethisfaces. Sure I won’t.
The fact that I won’t post it on Instagram doesn’t mean I don’t have flaws. And it made me wonder. Why should I make you believe I live in a perfect (gym)world, where all the weights are shiny and the gaintrain never stops. I need things to be real and I need you to know that flaws and insecurities are okay.
So here I go, telling you about my insecurities. Please, don’t post ‘m on Instagram…
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