Don't fall for Facebook fantasy. Step away from the socials and get into life
Sarah Long arrived in Australia from the UK in early 2010 and met her Mr Miner soon after. They're based in Sydney and he does drive-in, drive-out (DIDO) to country NSW. Sarah came out to Oz as part of a six-month backpacking trip around the world, and never went home!
One of my friends was recently visiting from the UK. We had just returned from Fiji and been for a lovely day out in sunny Sydney, and she was relaxing on the sofa, checking Facebook when she exclaimed: "Ooh, it’s so nice and hot at home. Everyone’s having barbecues!"
She was quick to add that "hot" for a UK summer is probably the same as a nice Sydney winter’s day, but it made me smile because it’s something I do all the time.
I told her that to me, peeping through the Facebook window from the outside, summer in the UK looks like one long hedonistic festival where the sun never goes down.
"But it’s usually a bit boring and rainy," she replied.
My point exactly!
When you’re bombarded with images of shiny, happy people all day, everyday via social media, it’s easy to forget what a normal life is supposed to look like. Particularly when half of your ‘friends’ (read, people I went to school with and I am now mildly curious about) are living in a different hemisphere where never-ending summer days of picnics, barbecues, festivals and beaches all blend together until you feel like everyone’s life looks like a glossy spread of Kylie Jenner’s 18th birthday celebrations.
Even more ridiculous is when it’s December here and hot and sunny and everyone’s floating around in summer dresses and in a great mood, I sometimes find myself wishing I was back in the UK. That's because Facebook world is teasing me, telling me how amazing it is, with everyone ice skating and visiting Christmas markets, drinking mulled wine and eating mince pies until you can almost smell the chestnuts roasting on the open fire.
Forget the fact that it’s only light for six hours of the day and you have to defrost your car before you can go anywhere. In Facebook world it’s basically the frikking North Pole from Elf!
And let’s not even get started with Pinterest (but I will). Seriously? Who has time to cook all their meals for the next three months and freeze them in alphabetical order? I don’t even own a mason jar, let alone need 100 uses for one. And what’s with the split personality disorder Pinterest? Ice cream cone pizza and Nutella caramel fudge snickerdoodle brownies recipes, temptingly nestled between "How to Lose Your Love Handles and the 20 Day Butt Challenge…" Erm, don’t do the first two and you won’t have to lose your love handles?! I’ve never felt so guilty about something I haven’t even bought the ingredients for yet!
So who are these people who holiday every three months in perfect locations, mixing culture with beach time while wearing a perfectly suitable, fabulous outfit with on point accessories for every occasion?
Do they really manage to return home to their perfectly organised houses and sort their washing into one of those lights/darks washing baskets (what do they do with black and white prints?) and then go to the gym and work on their flat abs and pert bum? All before going home and baking a batch of totally moreish rocky road for the kids, which taste as good as the Darrell Lea stuff but has no sugar, fat or calories in their perfectly designed minimalist kitchens! How can they possibly exist?
They can’t and they don’t.
If I was constantly on holiday my place would be in chaos and I wouldn’t be able to afford the gym or the perfectly designed kitchen. Plus I would be fat from all the holiday food and cocktails and lying around on my arse.
But when you’re at home, alone on the sofa on a Saturday night, watching another crap reality show and your other half is away at work, it’s all too easy to become jealous of the perfect couples living their perfect lives.
It’s a well-known fact that if you’re single, your social media feed will be full of wedding snaps. If you’re trying for a baby everyone else will be announcing pregnancies and births. And if you’re feeling lonely everyone else will be at a party having probably the best night of their lives, ever! #Jagerbombs.
So next time you’re alone and feeling low, step away from the socials and let’s get back to reality. Meet a friend, call your family or just get outside and make the most of the day.
Before you know it you’ll be Instagramming your coffee and status, boasting with the best of them.
Our Miner's Girl now has her own website: check out her blog here at http://minersgirl.com/
And here's lots more from Sarah on Mining Family Matters:
- When the FIFO shoe’s on the other foot
- 'Quality time' is any time we're together
- Who's more tired? Who cares – just help me out!
- More sex, less nagging? Sure, I'm happy to try that...
- When opposites attract
- Life lessons from a Wonder Woman who knew what was important
- It’s not all about the money!
- Shaved legs, painted nails and sexy PJs: it's fly-in day!
- Beating the loneliness blues when your partner works away
- Why I'm sick of 'cheating miner' stories
- Listen up boys and I'll tell you the secret to the first-night-home loving
- Things that go bump in the night
- FIFO does get easier – here’s why!
- 2014 – my year of positivity
- Burns survivor Turia Pitt on staying strong, the love of family and the importance of goals
- Work hard, smile and join in - how my parents prepared me for life
- Three-word phrases for simple communication
- The guilty pleasures of a woman left alone
- Help - I've started to nag my miner about marriage
- Goodbye is always the hardest word
- Don't be lonely when your miner's away. Enjoy precious 'me time' instead
- How to handle food intolerances when you work FIFO
- Lost that loving feeling? Go back to where it all began
- The great escape: holidaying out of a relationship rut
- Time for a DIDO relationship spring clean
- Reliable, flexible, super-organised ... 10 reasons why mining wives/partners ROCK
- How to make friends and really irritate them
- Relationship rules for DIDO DINKS
- Curse of a DIDO girlfriend: the fear of missing out
- After two years, a DIDO relationship is still love on steroids
- Body clocks and DIDO rosters: a rather stressful combination
- How anxiety counselling changed my life and prepared me for Mr Miner
- Making new friends - an essential tool in mining life
- Here's why I don't talk to Mr Miner while he's away at the mine site
- Sex confessions of a DIDO miner's girlfriend
- Roses are red and DIDO rosters make me blue
- Mixed emotions and my first mining Christmas
- All you need is trust
- How to make your own Prince Charming
- The guilty pleasure of 'man moaning' about my Mr Miner
- Down days and risotto
- How I met my miner
- Making your own life in a mining town
- So what's Orange really like?
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