We’re All Messy

We're all messy

Here’s a truth for you: There is at least one moment every day where I feel like I’m not enough. Usually more, but at least one. Either I’m not busy enough, or I’m not cool enough, or I’m not thin enough, or I’m not a good enough mom/wife, or my photos aren’t pretty enough, or my house isn’t clean enough, or WHATEVER. Do you have those moments?

I was trying recently to remember whether I felt that way before social media, or whether social media makes me feel worse about everything. Because scrolling through these endless feeds of shiny, happy, smiling people with perfectly styled families and perfectly adjusted colors can get exhausting. Everybody’s house always looks clean, because, duh, why would you post a messy photo of your house? And everyone always has perfect jawlines because we all know that you have to hold your phone up high when you take a selfie to make yourself look skinny. And so many bloggers, even though almost every single one of them is down-to-earth and lovely, are constantly sharing these unattainable things that are amazing and beautiful to look at but totally unrealistic to apply to real life.

And THEN I started wondering and worrying whether Lovely Indeed and all of our social media actually makes other people feel that same way. Whether the blog or our Instagram actually do the opposite of our mission, which is to share ways to make your life lovely, and to encourage people to find the loveliness already around them. And the thought that we could somehow be discouraging or overwhelming you, or make you feel like you’re not enough — well, it just makes me feel ill.

So here’s what I want to say today. You are enough. And we’re all messy. Instagram is fun because it’s sort of a rose-colored version of life. We want to share the beautiful parts, and that’s natural. And it can be inspiring. But please know that for every pretty photo that I post, there are at least one hundred messy moments. The moment where I go to the gym with banana in my hair. The moment where I lose my temper at Henry too easily. The moment where I’m on the couch in raggedy sweatpants with a messy living room, too tired to clean it. Or the moment where I hide in my closet and eat chocolate ice cream so my kids won’t take any. I think the beauty of all of those moments is that you can all relate. Right? I’m sure more than one of you have hidden somewhere to eat your dessert. And I’m sure that I’m not alone in losing my temper or any of those other messy moments.

So to you all (and to myself), here’s a hug and a reminder from my heart that we’re all messy and we’re all wonderful. We each have strengths and we each have weaknesses. And nobody’s — I mean noboby’s — life looks exactly like their Instagram feed. 😉 xoxo

18 thoughts on “We’re All Messy”

  1. Oh my gosh. Thanks for saying that about chocolate ice cream. And about being too tired to clean.

    I had a serious “my husband and kids deserve better than I can give them” moment (moments!?) yesterday, and it just stunk.

    I actually don’t use any social media because I am personally not able to filter what’s shown and realize in the moment that it’s all the perfectly curated moments in people’s lives. I don’t miss it very much at all. (Although I do miss some news, like getting a birth from someone I didn’t know was pregnant, announcement, ha!)

    1. I totally get it about the social media. It can get overwhelming and consuming. And I think we all just have to identify how much or little of it we want in our lives. I definitely take some days to detox every so often.

  2. Chels! Yes. This is what I can’t stress enough to people! It’s not real. And I’d like it to be! And you go to the gym with banana in your hair? I salute you because I don’t even make it to the gym!

  3. I actually thought you said “with A banana in your hair” and I was like how does one not notice a whole banana in their hair? But hey no judgement boo. And I LOL-ed at eating ice cream in a closet.

  4. Thank you for sharing. I always feel the same. My house is not clean enough, I’m not good enough, I easily get angry… looking at other people and feel jealous, and then I hate myself for being jealous.

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