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still my favourite summer breakfast, it's so good.

still my favourite summer breakfast, it's so good.

soaking up every moment I can.

soaking up every moment I can.

As we grow up, we learn how to deal with everythin

As we grow up, we learn how to deal with everything: how to control our anger, how to cope with our anxieties, how to overcome our fears, how to stop worrying, and how to hide our sadness in a way. In the midst of all of these emotions, instagram has become a tool to mask our flaws. While it used to be a fun place back in the days, it has become nothing more but a highlight reel where people tend to only share their “positive or self-enhancing news“. Of course, in a broad sense, even the least candid of photos is real, however contrived. But even the most thorough of instagram profiles are just a snippet of someone‘s reality. Countless moments, good or bad, are inevitably missing from it because it is not possible to share one‘s life from all angles at all times. Yet still, we do have a choice to share the mundane, the ugly, and the sad parts of our lives, but who does it?

We constantly judge our worth by our shade, our clothing size, or in the number of followers, likes and comments we get - and I‘ve been guilty of that as well. If I notice that my average post reach is getting lower, I start obsessing, overthinking and overanalyzing everything I had done 'wrong'. My thoughts spiral out of control, I get anxious, depressed, and feel like I am not doing enough, saying enough, or to the core - being enough.

As a people pleaser and deep empath, I worry about other people’s feelings whenever I share my content. These days, I am scared to openly discuss my deepest thoughts, being frightened it might trigger some. The same comes down to unfollowing people. But to be completely honest, I 'need' to limit the content I receive, this much information, that many hightlight reels - back to back to back. Whenever I scroll through instagram, I feel like I‘m mentally stretched thin, does that make sense?

So, I don‘t know who needs to hear this, but you were never intended to have access to thousands of people‘s lives at your fingertips. Maybe it‘s time we all do some spring cleaning in our following list - and it doesn‘t have to mean anything personal. Let‘s normalize and prioritize our mental health, and how it relates to this space.

summer days with my little munchkin.

summer days with my little munchkin.

how do mom influencers take such lovely milestone

how do mom influencers take such lovely milestone images of their kids? Ours is constantly moving and creaking like an old man. Anyway, Novak is FOUR MONTHS! HOW?! Time truly flies when you have children.. He's the absolute joy of our lives, and I feel so blessed to wake up every single day to his smiling face even though this four month regression is currently kicking my butt.

Full of shame, I kept quiet and pretended everythi

Full of shame, I kept quiet and pretended everything was fine. I didn't dare to say how exhausted I was, and how desperate or bored I was on some days. I didn't want anyone to feel pitty with my child because apparently I wasn't a good mother. It was frustrating and disheartening to say the least, to pretend someone you are not.

Today, I am sharing my postpartum experience - the link is in my bio.

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