Cosmopolitan magazine did an article chronicling the life of Amanda Lee, an Instagram model with over 12 million followers. While she earns a high income and receives unlimited male attention, she appears deeply unhappy, probably because she is enslaved to a job that requires her to share sexually suggestive photos that she knows is not her real self. Let’s takes a closer look at what’s going on.

“I have no idea why my page grew so fast,” she says, although she acknowledges her body played a role.

I think I have an idea why she has 12 million followers:

View this post on Instagram ???? – Bikini: @twentysauce A post shared by Amanda Lee (@amandaeliselee) on Dec 27, 2016 at 4:36pm PST

View this post on Instagram can I kick it? @fashionnova A post shared by Amanda Lee (@amandaeliselee) on Jul 26, 2018 at 12:47pm PDT

In a time when male thirst has never been higher, it’s impossible not to amass millions of followers with a body like that. She hit the genetic jackpot, which was given to her by God to more easily find a suitable man with whom to start a family, but she has instead used it to earn money and provide horny men with images they can masturbate to.

“I always wanted to appeal to everyone,” she says, “but I got seduced by people’s responses and sidetracked trying to maintain this curvy physique and build a sexy brand.”

Before she started earning a lot of money from sponsored postings, she got hooked to the attention that her body garnered. It felt good to be complimented by anonymous strangers online, but now those strangers are holding her hostage.

Personally, I’m very careful not to take compliments from my followers to heart, because if I listen to them, I will modify my behavior and goals to simply keep receiving compliments. Those compliments then become the ultimate objective.

“She still gets anxious,” Fields says of her daughter. “There’s a lot of pressure to keep up with daily posting and people tend to be critical of your looks. She gets overwhelmed. There’s a side of Amanda that no one sees.”

In spite of millions of fans, she is still insecure and anxious! Nothing in the material world can solve an internal problem. The material can only act as a temporary balm, but as soon as the validation from one selfie is extinguished, or the high from a new bang fades, the clock begins counting down to when another hit must be sought out.

The process [of taking a new photo] can take an hour and several clothing and hairstyle changes. “Amanda says she can’t trust me because I like every single photo,” her mom says. “She wants everything to look just right.” The social-media star spends about 10 minutes scrolling through options after each shoot, then up to 10 more minutes editing, filtering, and Facetuning the one photo she’s decided is perfect enough to post. “Does that sound normal?” she asks.

If a person feels ugly on the inside, nothing on the outside can change that. The fact she has to go through such pains to create a perfect photo means that she knows her Instagram persona is staged, which makes her feel even uglier than if she had not uploaded any photos at all. Even though she has definite natural beauty (would bang), she doesn’t believe it herself, and is depending on others to convince her, but she will never be convinced. She will always feel ugly as long as she has the need to feel beautiful. A billion followers and a trillion likes won’t solve the underlying problem.

She is not that different from a man who must put on a mask to appeal to today’s intensely picky woman. A man thinks, usually rightly, “If I act myself, according to what my instinct dictates, this girl will not want a relationship with me. Instead, I have to harness my most attractive traits so that I’m selected for intimacy.” But then any intimacy that results won’t satisfy him because he knows—like with the Instagram model—that he had to use smoke and mirrors. This is why the best solution to gaining fulfillment from game is to make yourself a more attractive man in a way that is compatible with your personality and nature. When you are attractive, being yourself will work towards attracting women, and you’ll be far more satisfied with maintaining any relationship that results.

Every time she publishes a photo, nervousness ensues as she awaits likes and comments, which she monitors for about an hour after posting — a habit she knows is self-destructive. “I try not to take the negative comments to heart,” she says, “but people nitpick on certain things, like, ‘Her nose looks weird,’ or, ‘What’s up with her butt?’ and you kind of start to think, ‘Wait, does that look bad there?’ It’s not necessarily the healthiest thing, and I’m still learning to cope with it.” Even the positive comments can feel backhanded: “I read them and I’m like, ‘That’s great, but it’s about the Instagram Amanda,'” she says. “People don’t know the real me.”

I pity her. She is a slave to digital responses in a virtual reality that is accessed through her smartphone. She is an addict to loveless attention that keeps her in a prison of materially comfortable insecurity. All the money she has made from attention whoring, that allows her to purchase expensive clothing, furniture, and cars, still doesn’t bring her any closer to what she truly needs: the love of one good man. Unfortunately for her, increasing her own status through online fame has made it that much harder to ever conclude that a man is deserving of her love. The same applies to a woman who earns a high income. Any man who makes less than her will be rejected, even though they could’ve been soulmates.

Despite Lee’s success, her priorities are shifting. “I don’t look down on Instagram modeling, but I’ve done that,” she asserts. “I want to have a little bit more substance than posting sponsored posts for other brands.”

Is the NPC becoming self-aware? Is she understanding that her addiction to attention is no different than substance abuse? Or has she refused to accept any wisdom that has come from her experiences? You be the judge by taking a look at two of her recent photos:

View this post on Instagram ?? A post shared by Amanda Lee (@amandaeliselee) on Nov 15, 2018 at 4:18pm PST

View this post on Instagram last days of summer @fashionnova A post shared by Amanda Lee (@amandaeliselee) on Sep 2, 2018 at 8:28am PDT

She can’t quit the validation treadmill. Not only is she still uploading fap-worthy photos, the presence of an email address in her profile indicates she is being contacted by rich men for paid sexual encounters. I’d be surprised if she hasn’t given consideration to that sort of arrangement.

“I really like Tammy Hebrow. Her lifestyle is something to aspire to,” she says of the Instagram model with 8.2 million followers, two children, and a Women’s Best sponsorship.

She aspires to be this:

View this post on Instagram Firebreather ?? @loungeunderwear A post shared by ??????????????????Tammy ?? (@tammyhembrow) on Sep 21, 2018 at 2:53pm PDT

The only role models women have these days are whores or blue-haired pigs. Traditional women and housewives are shunned by the establishment. What else is a woman who is susceptible to mainstream trends to do but chase materialist excess and ego gratification? While a woman like Amanda Lee can show off her body to millions of people on various platforms in what amounts to softcore pornography, writers, thinkers, and dissidents who try to encourage a more traditional organization of society are banned from the very same platforms.

I don’t entirely blame the Instagram “models,” because they are merely doing what the system encourages them to do (delay or block family formation), but until we can put positive role models in front of them, their destructive behavior will continue. We cannot count on them to police their own excesses. Their brief moments of self-awareness are not enough to change their behavior. What must be done instead is to construct a society where there is no motivation to take a harmful drug in the first place. Otherwise, nothing will change, and these damaged women will serve as role models for future generations.

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