Taking the road less traveled often looks REALLY COOL on Instagram. But, let me be real with ya here for a second, sometimes it hurts my heart and is not what it seems.
They say a picture is worth a thousand words. They say that a photo conveys a message more accurately than a description. But, they forget to tell you that those words and that message are most likely, entirely false.
Do not get it twisted, people.
Instagram will show you that I am living in one of the most beautiful places in the world. It will show you that I am eating delicious Greek cuisine and have million dollar views from my bedroom.
That accurately describes approximately 3% of my life.
What Instagram will not show you is that I cried EVERY SINGLE DAY for the first three weeks I was here. It will not be able to share the dark place my mind goes after spending too much time alone in my hotel room.
The pictures and stories on social media will not describe the other 97% of my life because that certainly does not look like I am "LIVING MY BEST LIFE."
Now, do not get me wrong. I am in NO WAY suffering, The fact that I am breathing means more is right in my life than wrong. I am SERIOUSLY blessed and grateful for this experience.
But, yesterday was the first day since arriving to Greece that I felt peace in my soul.
Most days I felt ungrateful. Some days I felt insane. Mostly, I felt bad about feeling bad.
My homesickness convinced me I should be with my family immediately.
The discomfort of a new place told me I need to go home and be in familiar territory.
My apprehension made me want to take control and make drastic decisions.
The uncertainty of the next six months allowed fear to surface in all areas of my life.
And the WORST and most DESTRUCTIVE -- seeing y'all on Instagram going to the grocery store with your family, hanging with friends after work or taking your kids out for Halloween made me feel like the grass was greener on the other side.
Like I should be somewhere else, doing something else.
DO NOT BELIEVE ANY OF IT.
Maybe some of you were sitting there and wishing you could ditch your day job and/or kids and swim in the Aegean Sea off the coast of Santorini. Maybe not.
Some nights I wished for a regular job and to come home to family.
Comparison is the devil's work.
Do not believe your thoughts. Do not trust your emotions.
And certainly, CERTAINLY DO NOT BELIEVE THE LIES SOCIAL MEDIA WILL FEED US.
Especially with some of these apps. Filters are a thing of the past. Now we have people re-creating their entire image. Tweak this, slim that and eventually you are almost unrecognizable.
Talk about an issue of the soul.
I think our minds and hearts are beautiful creations. But, when you become a slave to them like I was it becomes chaotic. Combine that inner turmoil with a few hours per day spent scrolling on the gram...
RECIPE FOR DISASTER.
This post is just a friendly reminder to myself and whoever else needs to hear it. Exercise your use of social media with caution. Become an observer, but do not indulge the thoughts and feelings that come up. Question your assumptions and be a skeptic because things are not always as they seem.
Finally, if you are anything like me -- probably just limit your use and trust in God.
Thanks for reading.
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Author: Megan Cyr
Born and raised in Canada. College educated in America. Currently residing wherever volleyball takes me.