I was almost always online. Except of course when I was sleeping or eating or in church to worship. Facebook was my way to connect with friends (and even strangers). Twitter was my by-the-minute outlet. Blogger was my very best way to express whatever I wanted to say that can’t be contained in a 140-character tweet. I thought it was normal. Until a few people started dubbing me as the “Queen of Social Media.”
At first I took it lightly. I even took it positively. But weeks, even months passed, I started to feel its negative toll on me. First, because I was almost always online. It somehow ate my time for God, for myself, for other people, for chores, and for other more important things aside from meddling with other people’s statuses and tweets. Second, I started finding it unhealthy. I was too engrossed with scrolling through other people’s “lives” and telling the whole world what I was up to, or what I was thinking at the moment. Last, but most def not the least, I had to think a lot of things through. My cybersocial life didn’t help at all. So I committed what others might call social suicide and bid my Facebook (for a month and still counting) and Twitter (for more or less two weeks) goodbye and boy can I say I am more than proud I did.
You see, for someone like me, someone dubbed by others as the Queen of Social Media (oh, that just gives me the creeps every time) who got too attached with it, it just seemed far-fetched. I don’t necessarily blurt out every part of my life in it, but there are times I admittedly had gone more than I possibly should. When I’m mad, I can’t help but post something. When I’m morose, I tend to tweet something that might cause others to unfollow me. When I’m not in the mood, I don’t even talk to people who try to message me on Facebook. And so the list goes on about my social media interaction depending gravely on what my mood is. It’s both good and bad, depending on the perspective. I tried to internalize and think really hard about deactivating both accounts and I reached one decision: just do it.
Without any hesitation, I deactivated my Facebook. My Twitter account was another story. I tried to think really hard whether I should deactivate it or not, after all, it was my think box. I just have that “I have to tweet this” feeling. Last year, I got through without Facebook (yes, I did it last year, although in a shorter span of time), but I still had my Twitter. This year is an entirely different story though. Others may have even noticed I now seldom post on my blog. It’s not that I’m leaving this for good, but I just don’t want to blog about things for the sake of keeping this blog alive. I want to blog because I have something to blog about. I may have fallen waaay behind my One-Photo-A-Day and TFS projects, but I wanted to come back and just feel that spark again. Do you know what I mean?
The first two days were a bit tough, but guess what, I got through. It wasn’t even long before I noticed a week has already passed. Because of this decision, I got to cross something out of my 25 before 25 list – go 24 hours media free. Yes, I didn’t even hold my phone for a day or more. I was able to sit in the living room and watch TV again (if you know me well enough, you might see this as a miracle), I became a movie junkie again, I had the serious drive to start a workout habit, I got to finish two books and I’m currently halfway on my third, and I got to rethink things I didn’t really thought about before. I’ve had my fair share of realizations the past month and I need to stress on how much I had. I got to revision and reset my goals. I had the chance to re-examine myself and my relationship with God. I may not have been updated cyber-wise with the way my friends and cyberfriends are living their own lives, but I got to really enjoy the company of my friends even better. There’s just something about heartfelt stories of whatever sentiments when you have come to know about it first hand from the person himself/herself and not through some post or tweet. I know a lot of people (or maybe I’m just being too assuming) may have grown worried about this. I just want you all to know that I’m doing great and yes, I am still alive and kicking! 😉 I may have reactivated my Twitter two weeks ago but I try my very best to limit my tweets compared to how much I did before.
Until when (with Facebook), I don’t even know yet. Just not today. But one thing is for sure, kissing social media goodbye is not suicide. It’s choosing to dedicate time to more important things rather than wallowing in whatever self-pity or negative emotion you have or will possibly have upon seeing things that would not bring you any good. It’s choosing to come out of your comfort zone. It’s trying to detach yourself from things you’ve been able to live without years before you discovered them. It’s going back to the basics and being able to appreciate it more. It’s living life as it is, and not living life as how you wish it would be.