Nowadays, you can’t scroll through 5 posts on your timeline without coming across a face gleaming with either teeth of all colors, an awkward smile, a pout, be it a female or male or my personal favorite, the un-looking pose (as if they’re not the ones taking the picture).
I get it, the full blown use of Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram goes hand in hand with full blown narcissism in at least 50 shades or more. I admit to having been annoyed by it in the past, and every now and then I still am. But these days I sincerely try not to be, and this is why because I’m a proud patron of the act.
Previously the judgmental me would look at a selfie and think to myself that this is what the account holder is trying to say to the world… “Hey guys, I think I look really good right now and I’d like to share that with you.” The fact is, anyone who’s ever dealt with insecurities throughout their life would understand that this is not always an easy feeling to come by.
Some people, myself included, took a long time to love themselves enough to look in the mirror and like what they see. This moment of narcissism doesn’t inherently make you a narcissist, but even if it does, who is it hurting? Which leads me to my next point…
Some people have been lucky enough to have never lived with crippling insecurities and learned to love themselves early on. This is a trait that I’ve learned to appreciate more than abhor and detest. I used to see someone with brazen confidence and chalk it up to the assumption that they’re an egomaniac or milder language “full of themselves”.
But these days, I’m less judgmental, and if I’m being completely honest, I may even be slightly jealous.After all, if I could have skipped the many years of my life where I looked in mirrors and couldn’t stomach the reflection of huge lips and a totally black eclipse-like skin color I continue to insist is chocolate, I think I would have opted to.
There’s an argument that growing into myself has allowed me a sense of humility, but the fact is, looking at myself and thinking I’m beautiful is something I wish I’d been doing for a lot longer than I have been. I wasted a lot of time disliking what makes me inherently me. So I make a point not to judge anyone who found their way to that feeling before I did.
I’m a selfie poster. I try to be moderate about it, but how frequently one would say I post them is relative to one’s activity on social media. My friends who are active users would probably say I’m not unbearable, and my less than active friends would say that I post more selfies than anyone they know. Neither of these statements are more true than the other. But you know what? Neither of them make me think twice about posting a photo of myself on a day I feel and look fantastic.
The thing is: I don’t post selfies for anyone but… wait for it… myself. The compliments and the “likes” feel great. I don’t deny that. But even if there were zero, I’m not in a mental place where that matters to me anymore.And why?...BECAUSE I LOVE BEING ME! Start feeling better about yourself already because you were uniquely and beautifully made.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.(Psalm 139:14)
When the Bible said “Love thy neighbor as thyself.” It was teaching us to love the people around us just like we love ourselves. Now the question is… How do you love your neighbor if you don’t love and appreciate yourself comprising of every flaw, every strength and every talent you have?
So hence, MAN LOVE THY SELFIE!