Our carefully curated social media profiles rarely match up with our real lives. So why do we persist in presenting a cropped and edited version of ourselves? And what does this basic longing for acceptance say about us?
You start off in a strange place with no memory of how you got there, surrounded by hundreds of people in the same situation. You end up understanding the significance of Christmas. Ready?
Never going to be a CEO of anything. Never going to win an Oscar, a Booker, or a Nobel. Never going to matter. In a world that prizes excellence, what hope is there for the also-rans?
How did we miss this one?! Oh wait, that’s how.
For years I’d only heard ‘no one likes you’, ‘you’re not good enough’, ‘you don’t belong here’. These seemed so obviously true to life I had thought that they were statements of fact. No amount of compliments or self-love could shift them. I needed something deeper.
As we’ve grown up, the assumption that more choice brings greater happiness has been written into the fabric of the world around us. But is this really true?
The tale of one girl, a bag of chemically-enhanced fries, and this question: why am I lonely?
We have become so disillusioned by fictional happy endings that don’t translate to real life. Perhaps we’ve told ourselves we’d rather face life head-on and see things as they really are. But don’t we secretly long for more than that?
Our hypocrisy allows us to paint a more positive picture of ourselves than reality. Not only are we kidding ourselves but we also end up disconnected from God.