I’m falling out of love with social media, hard and fast and quickly, almost as fast as I fell into it. 

A few weeks ago, I jotted down the title to this. I’m not sure what triggered me to scribble down. I think I was thinking about why I feel the desire to share personal things online, when in reality I’m quite a private person. And yet, I share my blog posts on Facebook and I post small tidbits about my life to Instagram and Facebook. And perhaps the strangest part of it all is that I feel almost completely comfortable putting myself out there online. It’s a choice that comes naturally to me.

Have you ever felt depressed while scrolling through Facebook? Or completely inadequate while wasting time on Instagram? Lately, I’ve been feeling a lot of both. So I took matters into my own hands, and deleted the Facebook and Instagram apps from my phone. I’ve been taking a break from social media since mid last week. My accounts are still active, but the compulsion to constantly open the apps is gone. I still have both Facebook and Instagram installed on my iPad, so my access isn’t completely removed, but I check them maybe once a day, if at all.