Whenever I open Instagram and see all these perfect lives, perfect bodies, perfect vacations.
Then I hop on LinkedIn and everyone’s got amazing jobs and awards.
It makes me feel… small. Like I’m not doing enough.
But lately, I’ve been thinking, What if I just… stopped?
Stopped trying to impress everyone else and just focused on what makes me happy?
What if instead of scrolling through feeds, I took a walk in the park? Or read a book just because I want to, not to post about it later?
Society keeps telling me that I need to achieve more, be more, and show more.
Maybe it’s about being okay with who I am right now, not who I think I should be.
I’m starting to realize that all those posts, all those likes — they don’t really mean anything. They don’t make me feel better for more than a few seconds.
So why do I care so much?
Every day, it’s like I’m chasing after something. A better job, more money, cooler stuff. But why? To impress people?
To feel important? Maybe true happiness isn’t out there. Maybe it’s inside me, waiting to be found.
What if I stopped running after things and just… breathed? What if I learned to be okay with who I am right now?
I think it’s time to look inside myself for happiness, not at my phone screen. It won’t be easy, but I think it’ll be worth it.
To find peace in just being me, not the me I think everyone wants to see. To wake up and feel good, not because I did something great, but because I’m alive.
To look in the mirror and smile, not because I look perfect, but because I see a friend.
Maybe, just maybe, true contentment comes from accepting myself, not from what others think of me.
