Vanity

vanity
/ˈvæn ɪ ti/

noun, plural vanities.
  1. excessive pride in one’s appearance, qualities, abilities,achievements, etc.; character or quality of being vain; conceit:
    Failure to be elected was a great blow to his vanity.
  2. an instance or display of this quality or feeling.
  3. something about which one is vain or excessively proud:
    His good looks are his greatest vanity.
  4. lack of real value; hollowness; worthlessness:
    the vanity of a selfish life.
  5. something worthless, trivial, or pointless.

Unless you’re a saint or a monk, I’m pretty sure all of us have been subjected to the pull of vanity or being vain. In a world where social media now runs our lives, where our image plays a part in our rank in the social hierarchy, where beauty is praised and ugly is shunned, where attention is needed to be successful, walking the path of vanity has become more enticing.

Recently, there was a half-naked photograph of me at the beach. It was a pretty nice photograph accentuating my back muscles and I had a dilemma, a dilemma that I had experienced before.

Previously, I also took a similar photograph but after a while of posting it on Instagram, I retracted it back.

I did the same for the recent one too.

I do not understand why but throughout the time the photograph was online for everyone to see, I felt insecure, I felt uncomfortable and I question why do I need to post such a photograph online. The photograph did not suit any purpose except to put me in a better light, to portray my physical prowess to the world. I did not feel comfortable with that.

The likes did come in, and maybe a part of me felt better that it did but after a while, I became numb to the dopamine.

It is vanity I said.

I decided that I should not let the feeling make me a slave to it.

So, I retracted the photograph and instantly I felt better. I guess, I just did not want to allow people to have the chance to judge me and question me, to allow myself to be exposed to the comments of others. It is as if I’m baring it all.

I guess, it all depends on the comfort level of each individual to post such photographs.

Never feel forced or compelled to do it which I believe is the most important thing.

 

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