Selfies are, by definition, an indulgence. Some call them an exercise in narcissism while others defend it as a way to validate their existence and probably, a way to make themselves feel better.
So, are selfies a sign of a disturbed mind or merely a restless one? And I don’t mean the latter in a negative sense, necessarily. It could just mean that you’re more open to change.
Earlier this week, my daughter flipped through my camera roll on my smartphone and nonchalantly remarked that I appear to take selfies whenever I travel. There wasn’t any accusation in the tone; merely observation. I’m no expert in the number of selfies it takes to qualify as a disorder but I felt a pang of guilt. So I went back and changed my profile picture on Facebook- to a non-selfie version.
But today, as I was scrolling through my albums and seeing all those digital versions of my family, an interesting thing struck me. In all the photos I had taken of my daughter, I didn’t exist. I was always behind the camera, capturing the moment. The ones where I was with her, were in those smiling selfies we had snapped together. And I smiled, because in those completely affirming moments, we are grinning like there’s no tomorrow: me & her, together, in the same frame.
We’re a very strange species right now. Whatever we do, we’re examined under the microscopic lens that is social media and society. I get that it takes all opinions to make a village but sometimes (perhaps all the time) what matters is listening to your heart and doing what you think is right.
Do you take selfies?
What’s your take on the subject?