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A week off from Instagram

It has been week since I’ve deleted instagram from my phone, still I am obsessed. Nor that I check instagram, more that I google to find out if other people like me have quitter the social media platform. What I found is that more millennials than ever before are quitting social media or not posting anything personal so they can live the real life as opposed to constantly curate it.

My relationship with social media has always been and off. With Facebook, I remove all my connections and stop posting altogether. My mental health was badly impacted by having to comprehend the life of others. Now I only contribute to groups I am part of and use it for work.
About my relationships with instagram, I had used instagram in the past as a creative tool to express myself, and truly enjoyed it. I also used it for work updating my fellows about what I am up to. Then I had a baby, with it my identity and focus shifted. I started to feel anxiety just thinking about what to post and who may come across it. The main bit I use is communicating with my family. My tipping point was news about the war in Gaza. The noise about the war in juxtaposition with influencers promoting the great life made me rather confused and uneasy dealing with the dissonance. I opted then for the ignorance as bliss, enjoying the instant T, and just dealing with one information at a time, giving my brain a rest.

Since quitting, I wrote more, read more, engaged with art more. Let’s see how it is going to be in a month time. I am confident, it would be even better then
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