I deleted my Twitter and my Instagram accounts. Poof. All my “hard worked for” followers gone. I definitely “miss” some people but I just couldn’t do it anymore. I spent too much time venting about random stuff on Twitter, editing photos, posting photos, advertising things for free, refreshing for likes, refreshing for comments, replying to comments, and so on and so on.
You can say that social media is “just for fun” and like I said, I do miss some people and interacting with them, but I have a lot of things going on in Real Life and social media was sucking up too much of my energy. Also, my attention span was getting shorter and shorter and my refreshing addiction was getting out of control.
You know the addiction is bad when you delete Twitter and Instagram but then want to start refreshing Strava every 5 minutes!
I went through a long phase of feeling like I HAD to be on social media because social media was full of stick-skinny fitspos who take photos of their butts from various angles but can’t actually run very far or lift anything very heavy. I felt like I HAD to bring some balance to the health & fitness scene on Instagram.
I also felt like I HAD to talk about mental health issues because of the Stigma and everything.
But there is a but.
I’ve come to the point in my life where I don’t want to do any of this stuff for now. I’m busy as is. All this time spent on social media brings in no money for me and only a tiny bit of fun (because like I said, some people I’ve “met” through social media are great) but it also brings me a whole lot of anxiety due to time lost, due to feeling totally addicted to checking social media all.the.time, due to seeing how much shit is out there being bombarded in direction of young women (see above re fitspos).
I have “lived online” for a long time. I made my first website in 1999 and I started blogging 12 years ago. Back then bloggers’ attention spans were a lot longer. Posts were written, posts were commented on. There was no sharing of everything on a gazillion platforms and “promoting” each post a million different ways and scheduling Tweets or Instagram posts, buying Instagram followers or likes, scheduling automatically liking posts (without even looking at them with your own human eyes!).
So I’m going to keep on just blogging. Back to how it was.
Writing is a therapeutic experience for me, social media is not.
Social media is especially bad for someone who is susceptible to getting addicted to repetitive self-soothing activities (such as constantly refreshing Instagram). I’m addicted to plenty of things already, some don’t harm me (exercise), but some do (not a story for this post) and the social media addiction has definitely started to harm my brain so I’m out.