Oh FOMO is real. And Instagram has contributed to mine.
I am a huge Instagram lover. It is a way for me to capture so many moments as they are happening and so that I can look back on them.
But, nevertheless, with the arrival of Instagram, I, now more than ever am suffering from FOMO and all the things I should have done or could be doing or am or have been missing out on.
For instance, when I was in university, I spent more time wrapped up in a boy than planning for my future. I never saw teaching English overseas as an option, or even becoming an au pair. Back then, I never thought about those things and I kind of wish I had. I never thought about backpacking. But, that does not mean it’s too late. After all, as the saying goes, “it’s never too late to become who you might have been.” I am trying to travel so much now, in my twenties, while I have that kind of flexibility. While I have that kind of freedom.
But when I scroll down and browse through Instagram, I am inundated by all the travel bloggers that I follow, all the celebrities, everything. And these travel bloggers take the most amazing, gorgeous, scenic photographs. They are just so captivating–and the sign of a great photographer is one who can move you with just a photograph and can touch your heart, your soul and make you feel something. That is always important. A photographer who can make you feel something everytime you look at their picture.
When I scroll through Instagram, I think many things. Those pictures of Santorini, the clear crystal waters, the sunny skies; or what about those pictures of the skyline in Turkey, or the pyrimads of Giza. I want to see those. There you are swimming with Pigs in the Bahamas. There you are swimming with sting rays in the Cayman Islands. There you are sky diving or shark cage diving, flying a fighter jet or hanging from the CN Tower. There you are being able to travel for a living and getting paid to do it. I want that life. Oh and especially Shay Mitchell’s life.
But then I have to remember that this is the life I have and this is what God has blessed me with. And although I haven’t done everything or been everywhere, I am exactly where I am supposed to be in life and I have had far more experiences than most people my age. I mean, 12 countries, that is not bad.
I know what you’re going to say, if my FOMO is that bad, get off of Instagram. Well, that is certainly not going to happen. I love the Insta. It may give me FOMO, but it also inspires me to travel to beautiful destinations and it teaches me things that I might not have otherwise known.
Bottom line is that FOMO–fear of missing out is a very real thing. I have it. And FOMO is not, as you have seen in the above, it is not necessarily a bad thing. If anything, it is causing me more so to step outside of my comfort zone.