Bloody Instagram. My relationship with this social media platform seems to be up and down like a yo-yo.
I’m as easily inspired as I am uninspired. One minute I can’t get enough of it, I’m inspired, I have 50 photos I want to post and I’m living my best Insta-life. The next minute I feel hopeless, it’s pointless and my photos will never be good enough. I close the app tight and forget about it.
But what is it about the platform that keeps me coming back?
The aesthetic? Some Instagram profiles are absolutely stunning. Looking through those grids, I’m so jealous. It feels achievable to make photos like that. All it takes is a bit of lavender, a rustic blanket and a mug with a bloggy quote on and bobs your uncle.
Er – maybe not. It’s not exactly that simple.
I’m fickle. and impatient. I’m sure you can tell. But soon after I realise it’s actually a bit harder than it looks to take that perfect shot, I give up.
Or I do get that photo. I get a photo I love and YIPEEEEE. But then I post it and expect a wave of likes and comments and it gets nothing. Some of my posts do well on Instagram, some don’t. I’ve not managed to figure out the pattern to this. It’s a mystery.
When I got back from Australia, I got into a bit of a slump. While I was in Zante and then Australia, I thought my Instagram looked beautiful. Shots of Melbourne and the blue sea in Greece – I loved it. But then I came back home to rainy York. Back to going to work in the dark and driving home in the dark and I felt.. meh.
Back to posting photos of my Fitbit and the occasional meal, I didn’t know what direction I was taking my Instagram in. I go through phases of trying to stick to a theme, then it just turns into a mishmash of whatever I feel like. Because screw sticking to a theme. I want to post photos of what I want. In the moment. Not carefully plan them ahead of time and post pictures at the time most of my followers are online to try and trick this chuffing algorithm that is trying to ruin my life.
But hey, despite all the struggles, the feeling not good enough, the high engagement that comes to a stop when there’s an update, I’ve found myself back to regular posting. To having images lined up to post when I’m too busy to make new ones and I’ve found myself loving it again.
But how long for?
So if you don’t follow me, I’d love it if you would change that. Feel free to leave links in the comments for me to follow you back.
I want to follow more people I know and actually want to interact with, I guess that’s probably you guys – long term readers of this blog. It struck me a few weeks ago when I realised that I didn’t follow a blogger whose blog I have been reading for years that I don’t actually follow all my favourite bloggers.
Let’s change that.