I’ve read a lot of commentary online about how we manufacture perfection in our Instagram photos and portray only the best in our status updates on Facebook. There’s a lot of talk about how it’s easy to be fake online, how it’s natural to be unnatural when there’s a computer staring you in the face instead of another human being. And, of course, I agree with these sentiments because I know it’s all too easy to be Online Me instead of the real Christel.
But sometimes I wonder just how much of the mess I should expose. Continue reading