The way I see it is if you're happy, tell people why you're happy. It's surely better than in five years time being sad and telling people of a time when you were happy.
Once the moment is gone, you will have wished you lived in the moment of happiness more.
Uploading selfies or pictures of food is not a bad thing. It's happiness. If it makes you happy, then there is nothing better.
If you love someone tell them. Never be ashamed of texting/calling/talking to someone first. Why should you have to hide the way you feel if they make you happy?
If you love someone tell them. If you enjoyed your meal at dinner, tell people. If you want to take selfie then do it.
Here are three lovely, beautiful and romantic quotes I found on the Internet which describe how I feel in this blog post more poetically.
“When I’m on Instagram and I see that somebody took a picture of themselves, I’m like, ‘Thank you.’ I don’t need to see a picture of the sky, the trees, plants. There’s only one you.” — Ezra Koenig.
"Food doesn’t taste better or worse when documented by Instagram. Laughter is as genuine over Skype as it would be sharing a sofa. Pay attention. Take in nature, hold someone’s hand, read a book. But don’t ever apologize for snapping a photo of a sunrise after a hike, or blogging about the excitement of having a crush, or updating your goodreads account. All of these things are good and should be celebrated. Smile at strangers on the sidewalk and like your friends’ selfies. It’s all good for the human spirit.” — @cogitoergoblog
“I’ve stopped being sorry for all my soft. I won’t apologize because I miss you, or because I said it, or because I text you first, or again. I think everyone spends too much time trying to close themselves off. I don’t want to be cool or indifferent, I want to be honest. If I love you at 5AM, I’d damn well rather that you know I felt it. If I love you two hours later, I’ll tell you then too. Listen, I won’t wait double the time it takes for you to text me back because I don’t want to. I don’t care enough to be patient with you. I’m happy, you made me feel that way, don’t you want to know? So that’s how it’s going to be. I’m going to leave myself as open as a church door. And I’m going to wake you up before the crack of dawn to tell you that I’m fucking joyful, no pretending, not from me, not ever. Would you like some coffee, would you please kiss me? Here, these are my hands, this is my mouth, it is all yours.” — Azra.T “Don’t Wait Three Days to Text First.