My Instagram life is an insta-sham

REALITY IS I'M SAD & ALONE

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THIS season I’ve gone over the top posting pictures of my sparkling Christmas tree and festive food.

My followers gush my life looks magical and I'm the luckiest woman alive - but I've never felt more empty inside.

I aim to post a positive story a day. But the fake smile slips from my lips the minute my phone falls from my hand.

Unless I’m taking selfies, I rarely dress smartly or bother with makeup. I’ve even invented a handsome boyfriend and brag about our wild sex life.

All rubbish. I’m a fraud. I thought dumping my ex-partner and moving to a cosy country cottage would make me happy, but I feel alone and vulnerable.