Life is not perfect. It is not about white picket fences, blooming roses, big homes, and fancy cars.
Social media pics are a hoax. Facebook, Instagram-it is all a façade. Those moments for sure happened- but no one ever knows what REALLY happened the few minutes before the picture was taken or hours after the comments were posted. We as a society are always trying to create the perfect portrayal of the lives we live- almost to justify to our Social media world that we belong…
Do not get me wrong- I love social media- it is a great way for me to connect with family and friends, near and far.  However, it can also give people such false impressions of what peoples’ lives are really like. 

I posted this picture. Everything looks amazing, so fun, great family picture by the iconic Rockefeller Center tree, blah, blah, blah.
What you did not know is that it was freaking freezing outside, and my baby was so damn cold. Xin was getting mad at me for waiting in line for Magnolia’s. (I NEEDED BANANA PUDDING, DAMN IT!))
We needed to eat quickly- hunger was taking over, and our moods were quickly plummeting like Trump’s rankings. I thought to myself, “Quick, Shenaz, you have 2 seconds to think of a place before your kids go ballistic and Xin becomes hangry monster”. Therefore, the Brazilian place at the corner it was.
We sat down to eat, the baby lost it, and Zoya made a mess of her cupcake that she had gotten from Magnolia’s. It took me about 15 mins before I could actually take my coat off. I am sure we disrupted everyone’s romantic dinners around us.  Turns out, I really could not eat my food.  It was a true test of my patience. What happens when I lose my patience? Well my partner gets the brunt of it (sorry Miao)
If you have not figured it out by now, both Xin and I are hot headed. Crab meets crab. (We are both cancer signs). So when we fight, WE FIGHT. The good thing is, once we let it out of our systems, we are good again. It is almost like a car running out of gas. We let the fuel out, refuel, and you are good to go again for another 300 miles.
The moral of my story is: I do not have a perfect life, whereas, maybe to the outsider, it looks like I have all my $hit together. No, no, no- you are wrong. I obviously will not post on Facebook, “Hey friends, I just had a massive fight with my mom and dad, and they want to move out”. Or “Xin and I just screamed at each other at the top of our lungs and it scared Zoya so much”.  We are human. We are not perfect. However, we realize our faults. And we aim to be better for the next time around.
So next time you feel society’s pressure via a social media picture, take a step back and remember, there is more to the story than meets the eye. Be you, do you. I will not judge and neither should you.