I just posted this on the Instagram anxiety thread but thought it worth reposting here. After being sucked into Instagram and instamums after my second baby, I found myself at one point querying with myself about design choices in my own home as if others would then be able to see my house and therefore judge my style. I mean, WTAF - I don’t even share my interiors on Instagram so who even cares what colour my walls are or what rug I have?! It was at that point I realised I’d actually gone mad, and I think it coincided with finding the mumsnet threads and, thankfully, Tattle. I swiftly unfollowed all the professional interiors salespeople, and a hefty chunk of the instamum arseholes, and am now pretty quick with the unfollow button if I realise they are making me feel more shit than entertained. BUT, when you are in the throes of vulnerability, be it being a new mum, mental health issues, feeling a bit shit about your wages, job, house etc. Instagram is a very dangerous place for spiralling into life anxiety (and, if it really takes hold, credit card debt). I too bought clothing, baby items and homewares based on stuff I was constantly being shown, and my brain was just ‘I need that, if I buy that it’ll improve this, that’ll look good, look how good it looks in their house...’ and so on - it really was like a temporary madness and obviously super powerful advertising!