I didn’t do an ‘I got vaxxed’ IG feed post when I received my second Pfizer jab. Am I really even fully vaccinated?!
Posting about your most recent hike, a trip to the @OZCFarm market or buying your favourite skincare products from Dermastore makes it so much more ‘official’ that you’ve lived, doesn’t it?
But what about posting about a new love? What are the rules? Maybe you post too soon, and then what? What if things don’t work out?
Today, ‘Instagram Official’ carries much more weight than the Facebook Relationship status update of yesteryear. Some even go so far as to tell the world that they are someone’s wife or husband in their IG bio, with updates like: ‘Wifey to @______ 💍’ after tying the knot.
Will we soon be adding ‘💉 Vaccinated.’ to our bios? I think it’s important to know, don’t you? It certainly says a lot about a person.
I’m pretty confident Bumble will soon have this option when setting up your profile:
(A picture of a smiling man holding a big fish. Standard.)
What a dreamboat you are, David.
Posting about someone after just a month together (even though you are both deliriously happy and in love) is too fast, they say. But what is the worst that could happen? Seriously, it’s not like you’re Charli D’Amelio.
Like vaccines, this kind of post is harmless. You don’t have to wait until you are 100% sure to announce it on IG - or anywhere else, for that matter. You live and love in the moment, and sharing the ‘news’ with your virtual community isn’t strange at all. Who’s to say that virtual communities and virtual belonging are wrong, frivolous or in any way ‘unreal’.
Like vaccines, some of the best things in life take a while to develop. Getting to that point (be that in your life, love life or career) takes time. It’s an accumulation of various experiences that got you to this point. But your life could change in an instant, even though it took what seems like forever to get there.
In two months’ time, I fell in love and I’m double vaxxed. My dream love boat was not punctual. It took its damn time to arrive. But when it did, it took off like a speed boat.
We hesitate because, like a virus, loving someone is tough on the human body. ‘Don’t hurt me again’, we whisper inside our heads. We wonder if our hearts will break again. When will the grand unveiling take place? The one where I gasp and say: “Why am I not good enough to be loved like those other girls?”
You are. I am.
Love fast, you won’t die young. Get vaxxed. Post the damn Story. It won’t kill you.