Selfie reflection

Just the other day I wrote about the loved and hated Selfie. All of a sudden it appeared to me that actually a few months had passed since I posted a selfie. Not that it was a regular habit. As I looked back on that time, I noticed the difficulties of those weeks and how they had weighted on me. I felt lost during that time of stress, enormous obligations and responsibilities, although I had it easy in many ways. But having to come to terms with so many challenges of my life all at once, was anything but simple. When I look at the few pictures from that time, I see it all over my face. It appeared bloated and swollen. The glow was the first thing to go and I looked dull, wrinkled, with the burden of the world on my shoulders. I didn’t like what I was seeing and the mirror was definitely not my friend. So what does that mean in terms of taking selfies? Is it indeed so that we only take them when we feel good about ourselves? When we feel sexy and our chances are higher that the world will love us back? Perhaps it plays a part in it and who wants to record a moment of misery and pain! It would probably take further analyzation and I didn’t care too much about anything at that time. All I wanted was to make it through and a selfie was the last thing on my mind. It became clear that I had lost much more than my desire for a selfie. I had become a serious person, functioning, performing, almost like on auto pilot. I forgot to have fun and without fun and enjoyment everything is nothing more that a task, something to get done. I was there to work, to get a job done. So yes, selfies can also be fun at times I suppose and some of the responses I have learned is that we take selfies to measure progress for ourselves. And with that and with whatever reason you have to take a selfie, don’t forget to have some fun with it. I am choosing to have some more fun after the first half of the year and beyond a surface level, perhaps a few selfies help restore and motivate.