If you follow the news, like I do, there’s been some recent coverage on a rising problem in the age of social media, and it’s called “Snapchat Dysmorphia”. Basically, it is when people are going for cosmetic surgery so they can resemble the filters on Snapchat and other social media apps. In other words, people want to look good on their selfies so badly they are willing to go under the knife for it.
Yikes. It’s really sad that social media and its fun – just for fun! – filters are contributing to people’s insecurities. I think social media is meant to be fun, and to share ideas with, and be social with people in every corner of the globe. Maybe that is just me. But I do find it sad that social media is driving people to spend thousands to look like filters.
I mentioned before that it takes a lot of guts to do a lifestyle blog and Instagram account. It puts you out there for criticism and even ridicule if you are not perfect. I am not thin; I have some weight on me. I know it is only a matter of time before someone calls that out in a mean-spirited manner. Who know how I’ll react to that. But I hope it won’t lead me to totally hate my appearance.
But what is perfect? Does perfection exist? Isn’t beauty in the eye of the beholder, and even the beheld? What is beautiful to one person is not to the other. Beauty is subjective. All these people getting surgery just to resemble their filters may not be so beautiful to someone at all. They are spending so much money and energy toward perfection when in the end, perfection does not exist.
And really, true beauty is found within. I confess it has taken me over 30 years to figure that out. When I was a teenager, I thought I was the ugliest thing alive. When I got contact lenses for the first time at age 18, I wanted cosmetic surgery because I felt awful after seeing my face sans glasses. For much of my early 20s, I was upset my parents wouldn’t get me a nose job.
But eventually, I outgrew all these worries and insecurities. Why? Well, part of it is because I found other things to worry about. They include: work, paying bills, making enough money, having good health and a good set of friends that have the same values as I do. Really, when real-life problems come along, I mean real problems, the way your face looks takes a back seat.
Another reason why I outgrew my insecurities is because I began to gain self-esteem and self-confidence in my 30s. With that, I began to feel better about myself and that also means what I saw in the mirror. Granted, I feel self-conscious about my face sometimes, especially as I edge closer to age 40. I am self-conscious about my puffy eyes, the wrinkles beginning to form on my forehead and so on. But what saves me is that I realize that I have more to offer the world than just my face. I have a good personality, good values, a good sense of humor, and so on. To be short, there’s more to me besides my face.
And that is why I find Snapchat Dysmorphia so sad. It’s true our society puts a heavy emphasis on what we look like on the outside rather than on the inside. But no one is in charge of your life but you. You are the most important person in your life; you’re your own boss. Don’t let the words of others get under your skin. OK, OK, easier said than done, I know. I may be talking out of my a** now, but I am just sharing what I’ve learned. Hopefully, it help someone out.
But trust me on life’s real problems. They do make you forget your physical insecurities. Believe me.