I might of missed this wonderful landscape if I had been preoccupied with my phone, hey? 😉
I think I was heading in the direction of leaving social media for a long time without realising it. Whenever I met someone without social media I considered them 10 times more interesting, it created a mysteriousness around this person – like, they were TOO cool for social media?! What do they do with their life.. who ARE they!?
They weren’t socially inept. They were ‘normal’ humans.
Social media has been around now for what? 10-15 years? Certainly long enough to see the long term affects it has on it’s users. And boy, have I done the research – which led me to deleting it all and not looking back.
That’s a lie. I looked back. Recently, I signed up to Instagram thinking that was going to be the medium I documented my adventures in. I lasted about 10 minutes before I deleted it again? No regrets! I tested the waters and didn’t get sucked back in. Win. Never say never, but at least for the foreseeable future I won’t be returning.
Whyyyyyyyyy did I leave:
- Time consuming. They see me scrollin’ They hatin’… No you’re scrolling and most likely hatin’ on something/one you’ve seen. What a waste of time to sit and mindlessly absorb information for hours a day. Imagine what you could have done in that time!
- Far too much effort for something that isn’t tangible. Curating a social media presence of sheer delight! Well done. Pleased with it? sparks joy? Oops, did you neglect your actual life and now you’re miserable IRL and have not cultivated anything real? (salty, I know.)
- Distracts from REAL life. It’s so easy to while away the hours every day surfing the web, tricking your brain into thinking you did something productive. Distracting yourself in situations where time feels like forever, or when you have to be around other humans and that’s hashtag awks. It all comes back to Eckhart Tolle’s being present. BE present in your life.
- Faux connections don’t satisfy. When I left social media I made peace with the fact I would lose many ‘friends’ or ‘connections’ but how wrong I was. Yes, I no longer speak to the hundreds of people I was connected to on social media… but I didn’t when I had it? Liking a picture is not the same as spending quality time with someone catching up – but again it tricks the mind into thinking you connected with a human. Luckily for me, I have some wonderful friends and the people I truly love all reached out and now I regularly get to see them and have phone calls with them. Another win! Removing social media made me more social.
Social Animals and American Meme are two Netflix Documentaries that show the detrimental affects of social media on teens and celebrities – It’s actually really heartbreaking. Did I just feel something for Paris Hilton? Dang.
Cal Newport’s book Digital Minimalism – Innnnnncredible! I highly recommend for anyone interested in using social media less, and using it more with purpose – all backed by studies and research.
“The tycoons of social media have to stop pretending that they’re friendly nerd gods building a better world and admit they’re just tobacco farmers in T-shirts selling an addictive product to children. Because, let’s face it, checking your “likes” is the new smoking.”–Cal Newport, Digital Minimalism: Choosing a Focused Life in a Noisy World
“Outsourcing your autonomy to an attention economy conglomerate—as you do when you mindlessly sign up for whatever new hot service emerges from the Silicon Valley venture capitalist class—is the opposite of freedom, and will likely degrade your individuality.”–Cal Newport, Digital Minimalism: Choosing a Focused Life in a Noisy World
Now me personally, I put people who weren’t on social media on a pedestal. I envied them. Wanted to be them. So I did. I have always been attracted to humans who were mysterious, against the grain, unusual, non-sheep.
People not knowing where I am or what I am doing – let me tell you Marie Kondo, that sparks a whole firework display of joy. So only my closest humans have the honour of knowing my whereabouts. And if you’re an ex or someone I used to know, good luck trying to stalk my life 😉
FOMO (fear of missing out) is legit. But now I have chronic JOMO (Joy of missing out). I used to feel anxious seeing all the things happening in the world and what all my friends were doing. It wasn’t jealousy, it was a strange feeling of loss of control not being able to witness or talk, or partake in these things. Lack of social media allowed me to reign in my focus to my everyday life in front of me.