When somewhere spending you vacation, do you also feel that impulse to just take pictures and update all you Instagram friends about it?
When you are out with fiends drinking and dining, are you tempted to tell the world about it via your Facebook wall?
Social media is so powerful these days and unconsciously, we rely on it too much. In those days when we feel bored and lazy, we just have this automatic way of seeking entertainment and that is through clicking what is in our feed.
Initially, I thought that social media was so great to keep in touch with people.
Life seems so fast nowadays and it’s amazing that thee are platforms we can use to just share stories and stay connected.
On the other hand, as I get too hooked with my own social media accounts, I noticed that I wasted too much time trying to project something else…trying too hard to make my life look great and exciting.
Emptiness reigned in me.
So, here are 5 reasons why social media is dangerous for me:
1) It makes me want to project an image (even when it can be a false one)
I remember all those times when I just wanted to update my profile or to share something with the intention to please others.
I slowly turned into an input junkie. I saw myself slowly get consumed by the idea of “being busy and awesome”.
It is as if I would feel restless when I am not able to update my Facebook Wall, my Twitter and Instagam feed with things I do – no matter how petty they were.
I would post about the food I ate, the movie I watched, the music I listened to, the selfie I took before going to bed.
When it seemed that my friends update more than I do, I feel that I needed more input so I there I hammered my keyboard and tell every detail that I thought was interesting. Sometimes, I’d find myself trying to be someone that I envision as cool and as weird just to catch attention.
2) It makes me crave for validation
When I was younger, I was a little shy but I never cared for validation. I just did my own thing and just enjoyed the journey of ups and lows in silence.
I would tell a few close friends about what I was going through and felt content about that. With social media luring me, I felt the need for validation always.
It seemed that every thumb up mattered to me. It was as if I would not feel convinced that I am doing good if there were less likes and comments of affirmation.
The day has arrived when I’d try my best to post something that may get so many likes and I’d feel good about myself. It was so unhealthy for I’d try hard to each that level of attraction to others.
3) It makes me think shallowly
Why did I even start containing the grandeur of life miracles in 150 characters? Why did I even begin to stop really journaling and just rely on micro-blogging that gets dumped as the tick of the newsfeed go?
When there are beautiful moments unravelling right before me, I automatically think of how I’d relay it the social media way. Have I forgotten what it’s like to be purely in the moment?
To relish in the complexity of human encounters in silence, savouring every bit of joy and sadness… Why did I give in to the fast lane of being voyeur to other people’s life when I am capable of living the life that I have dreamed of?
Social media has killed the contemplation, the reflection, and the magical experience of wandering inside my own mind – a beautiful place only I can even meander around.
With social media, I have turned into someone impulsive, someone shallow. I gauge lives in posts, in images, in short videos.
4) It topples down my value of gratitude
The scariest point was when I’d forget about being grateful. It is when I’d rather think up of ways on how to post about a beautiful thing or time than silently celebrate it- feel it to the edges.
Whenever I got some little gift from someone, I’d take a photo of it and post it on Instagram and use all the necessary hashtags.
If in case I’d decide to write about it on Facebook, I’d enjoy it more if more people would see it and tell me that I deserve the gift.
Then, when I am in pain or in sadness, I’d also talk about it – killing the space to realize that mistakes and low moments are necessary to stay human; to stay alive.
5) It muffles my inner voice because of envy
Once, I decided to take a social media detox and because I was so into it, I quit after a couple of weeks.
The moment I got in, I found links that led me to the amazing travels of someone I know. I felt there was something tensed in my body.
It was as if something dropped down on my gut and I felt restless. It took just a moment for me to realize that I was comparing her life to mine.
And from that comparison, I felt un-cool. I felt envious. I thought that my life sucked and I needed to do more to be like her; to live her kind of life.
From these reasons, I decided to go minimal on social media. It took a while for me to develop the habit and the discipline not to overuse it, not to rely on it.
When I achieved that detachment, I lived simply; I lived better. I give more time for silence, reflection, gratitude, and love.