I toyed around with ending my social media hiatus. I was missing parts of the experience, particularly my running community. So for two days after Easter, I spent some time lurking on Instagram and Facebook and I recognized how fulfilled I am without it. Subconsciously, I began to compare myself with others. Again.
I have a tendency to compare myself—my pace, my weight, my preaching engagements (or lack thereof), my social life, my parenthood—to that of the carefully curated lives of friends and strangers I’m connected to on social media. It leaves me feeling less than, especially when my children are acting bonkers or I’m hormonal. But deep within, I know that I am enough, as I am, doing what I’m doing.
This poem in rupi kaur’s the sun and her flowers speaks to me. So for now, I’m backing away from social media again because, as the poem says, I refuse to do a disservice to my life—a life that is rich and beautiful and exhausting.