I could be the ugliest person today if for a second I believed that my appearance makes me better than someone else. Immersed in a world of body image and pretend friendships, I found myself unaware of just how broken I really was. My social media numbed my reality as it insincerely depicted a life that was far from mine. I find that life lessons that come in the form of people, are the most memorable. One Friday evening as I sat at the university’s cafeteria, I was approached by a lady from Tonga. We were both having dinner, so she decided to make conversation. She was working on her master’s degree and shared with me candid details of her personal life. I smiled as she spoke. Her greatest joy, she said, came from knowing that every decision she had made lately was to make her sons proud. My heart instantly sank and a deep shame came rushing in, because, in an attempt to push away the pain of loosing my babies, I’d become someone no son of mine could be proud of. In no time I found myself crying in front of a complete stranger, suddenly aware of the unaddressed issues of my life. Empathizing, she pulled out a little self help book from her purse and gave it to me, “I’ve learned so much from it” she said. A few hours later, we finally parted ways with a hug and as she walked away I realized I didn’t even catch her name nor her mine. So I pulled out my my phone and snapped a picture like a creep haha. Because at that moment, her inner beauty had put to shame any outer beauty I could claim as mine...a moment I could not allow myself to ever forget.
Recognize that what you see on IG isn’t real life, and if you happen to have a platform, use it to build others up.