What My Facebook Page Doesn't Tell You
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What My Facebook Page Doesn't Tell You

You think you may know me, but you don't.

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What My Facebook Page Doesn't Tell You
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Chances are you found this article scrolling down your Facebook page, Instagram feed or Twitter account. Welcome to the world of social media, where rather than living a real life, we live with our eyes stuck in front of a screen with technology right at our fingertips. This is a virtual world online. In a way, we are living a double life. This social media allows us to post our lives for everyone to see. We write posts, Instagram pictures, tweet and send Snapchats. Even though social media gives a profile and tells a story, it will never be able to tell one’s true self and real story.

Even though my Facebook profile can give you an image of what I look like, it cannot possibly truly capture my physical features. You can look at my instagram and you will find pictures of enhanced photos using filters. You will never be able to see my true image and beauty. Because society thrives on perfection, I am caught up in making my image look flawless. You can look at my profile picture and think you know who I am, but in real life. I am so much more than that.. My true and real image is what shows my character and self best.

My Facebook posts will tell you something about my life. Some days I may post about work, school or family. Even though I reveal something about my day, you will never be able to understand what that day was really like. I may write about how I passed an exam or difficult test. You may realize that I am proud of myself but you will never fully understand how I feel. My Facebook post will not tell you that the week I was supposed to be studying for the exam, a family situation occurred leaving me no time to study. No matter how much I write in my post, you will never be able to have it all. My Facebook posts are a simple overview into my life.

You may scroll down your Instagram page and Facebook and see something I posted that you like. You may share it or hit the "like" button. However, for me, this is a rare occurrence. I do not get many likes compared to the hundreds that some people get. Does this define my success and self worth? Absolutely not! I am the maker of my success. A "like" on Facebook does not make me any more or less of a success.

To the people that view my social media profiles: you are not getting a full story or an accurate profile. You are getting a glimpse.

Hold out your hand in front of your face (yes, I am telling you to do something, so, please do it and trust me), make a circle with your fingers and then close one eye to look through the circle you made. Look at the perspective you get from whatever is in front of you. That circle is the same as my Facebook page. It offers such a small image to what is really in front of you.

Social media is just a small glimpse into my life. Now remove your hand and open your eye. You can now see everything that is in front of you. That is my whole life, my real and true life. The next time you are scrolling down your Facebook page and Instagram feed, don’t be quick to judge or react to what you see. Remember, you are just getting one small circle and portion of someone’s life.

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