I have been posting on Instagram in the hope of receiving more followers, more likes and more comments.
I wanted to believe I wasn’t sucked in by the need of Instagram’s approval.
But the truth is I would very much like the approval of you, Instagram and everybody else.
That’s my insecurity; that’s my futile yearning for the world to love and approve of me.
And proof there are so many lessons I still need to learn.
People often say that as long as you make an impact on one person’s life that is all that matters.
And I wanted to believe that.
But I didn’t.
All I knew was that my publisher had insisted I build a platform; that I gain followers, build a mailing list, and eventually sell hundreds and thousands of books.
And I want make my publisher happy.
But more importantly I want to sell hundreds and thousands of books because I want to help hundreds and thousands of people.
Because I want to help hundreds and thousands of people to become the happiest they can possible be.
My intentions are honourable.
My intentions are from the purest of heart.
But social media is hard.
It’s hard not to get sucked in.
To not need and want the growth in followers, likes and comments.
However, that is not who I am and I refuse to base my self worth, my success and my future on a social media app.
So from now on, I am going to post for the one single solitary person in the world.
And if my honest, open and authentic sharing on Instagram can inspire, touch, support or uplift just one person then I’m happy.
I’m sharing this with you because I believe we need more honesty and vulnerability on social media.
We need to stand tall and proud in our light, and just be ourselves.
Not what we think the world needs us to be in order to approve of us.
I am who I am and I am enough.
Who’s with me?