The tale about the fake instagram

SO, this is a post I’ve been meaning to write for some time, and guess what, it’s made it on to my newfangled editorial calendar for the blog. It’s all about my quest for internet privacy while building a brand, and interacting with the masses of the world.


Instagram, for all intents and purposes, is my FAVORITE social media platform. It’s easy to use, tag, comment, find things, share. A picture REALLY says a thousand words, and then if you really want, you can upload a short video. It’s easy to use, and I love it. But, I also hate so much about it. I don’t like that I can’t group the people that I follow and keep them organized. I don’t like that I may miss a post from a friend because I’m following a million DIY, celebs, fitness and beauty bloggers (but now they have post notifications, which is a game changer).

Anyhoo, what I don’t like MOST OF ALL, is putting my really private pictures out there for public consumption. You know… the pics of your kids doing crazy stuff, or pics of a happy hour with the girls, or maybe an off color quote or two that has some curse words. Well, here’s the deal, some people feel comfortable putting all that stuff out there and more power to you, but it’s not me, it’s not who I’m going to be, and there is some stuff the public just doesn’t need to see. Some stuff is best left for people that KNOW me, my intent, won’t get offended, or sell photos of my kids off to the highest bidder in a part of some human trafficking ring… Also, I’m a military spouse, and I’m not trying to reveal all my stuff to ISIS… kwim?

But, something happened when I created a public and private instagram…

Someone called me fake. And, I’m not even talking about someone that I have met in passing on the internet, or knew through work, or someone I’ve known for a few months. Because, for someone like that, I wouldn’t have even batted an eye, and would have dismissed the retort entirely.

But, we are talking about someone that I have known for 18 years said this, and was someone I considered to be one of my closest friends and allies. So, when something like that happens, you stand up, take notice, and do some serious self reflection.

I took a GOOD long look at my instagrams. I mean, I went through every single picture. I looked at all the captions. Both on my public and my private instagram. I tried to figure out if the message I was sending on the private and the public one was ALL that different. At the end of my soul searching, I figured out that NO, they weren’t all that different. What you might get on my public one might have different pictures, or quotes, but the sentiment is STILL the same, I love my life. I want others to do well. I think that we are trying to do our best. I think all of us should be happy we opened both our eyes this morning.

But, you might get a different vibe from my public instagram.

This is where I post…

My fitness stuff.

Posts about music, products, food and places I like.

Pictures of cool and interesting bldgs, still life, etc.

A few pictures of me.

What you WON’T see.

Pictures of my kids, or family.

Quotes with inappropriate sayings or cursing

Huge pictures of inside my house

That’s about it.

All the rest is the same. What you see is me. What you get is me. It just has a different spin. Now, do I feel it’s fake. NO! Remember, if someone does not like what you do, it is more about them, than it is about you.

Again, some people feel really okay with having a public or private instagram that have EVERYTHING they do.  At the end of the day, it’s just Instagram! Don’t take it so seriously and use it as a barometer to measure how much you know, or how much you don’t know. Because even though you may see the public or the private (if you are lucky, lol), you still don’t know the day to day reality of my life because IG is just the snippet. That’s all social media is really… just snippets of some of the best parts or your day.

That being said, go like my insta! lol

And if you REALLY know me like that, like my private insta at @rheaisla. 🙂

until next time…

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