I’ve been trying to keep up with posting on a regular schedule (trying to make that a habit) but having Instagram down really is putting a halt in forcing myself to post new content. So here I am, listening to some throwback Jonas Brothers songs, writing about how Instagram being down is throwing my daily routine off. This seems so sad. Being addicted to social media is a whole other topic but it feels ridiculous to be even slightly unsure what to do simply because a social media site is down.
I am sorry if it seems like I complain about life a lot here. I just hate that “perfect life” aesthetic that a lot of people seem to have on the internet. I want to be relatable to you. I want to share my struggles and triumphs with you. I want to grow my photography business being real with you. It feels scary though. When you’re in your own mind, being honest and open with the world is terrifying. Putting your work out there is nerve wracking enough let alone broadcasting emotions and struggles too.