After allowing myself to be salty and hate on Instagram for a few weeks I finally caved and restarted my account. I know how silly it sounds to be upset over something so trivial. I understand that I sound like an airhead crying about her first world problems when I get angry about loosing my Instagram. None of that changes the fact that I lost those two grueling years of hard work gaining a following. I still feel personally attacked by the Instagram algorithms and every time I look at my account and see my following at under 100 it hurts a little on the inside.
I'm a big believer in finding a silver lining to every dark cloud though. And while there may be a storm brewing, there is also a chance to retake some of my older photos with my new butt. And no I don't mean because I got any sort of surgery, but because in the last two years I have been working really hard at building that bubble butt the natural, high-protein diet way.
So while I will continue to moan and grumble under my breath about how much I hate Instagram and how annoying it is that they deleted my account, I will also be retaking some of my old favorites, reposting some of my favorite shots and working on building my content. What's that saying, if you build it they will come?
If I build my content my following will come! (But you can help it come faster by following me too. š)
https://www.instagram.com/the.confessionn/
