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Saying Goodbye to Social Media?

Late last year I decided to delete my Facebook and Pinterest accounts. I had already deleted my Snapchat, Twitter, and LinkedIn accounts but these two were the toughies. I thought about it a lot, and couldn't believe what a seemingly difficult decision this was turning into. I'd often say to myself 'It's only Facebook!' as if to egg myself on to actually take the leap and delete it. Then I watched this video and made this post, and decided enough was enough. I deleted both accounts and you know what? I haven't missed them at all, not even a little bit. Now all I have left is this blog and Instagram. Instagram has to be by far my favorite social media platform; I've found some truly inspirational people through Instagram and get to follow along on their journeys, and their posts inspire me to make changes, challenge myself, appreciate the little things, and grow. With that said there is a darker side to Instagram for me and that is the side where seconds turn into minutes, and minutes into hours. I spend a lot of time browsing peoples pictures, scrolling through my feed, and refreshing the page to see if someone has posted something new. I also find myself wishing my life was different after I spend enough time looking at other peoples lives through filters instead of simply appreciating all that I have. I turn down the opportunity to do other things with my time for Instagram because it is such an effortless and passive way to entertain myself. And perhaps worst of all, I find myself getting excited for experiences or moments not because of the people I am with, or the experience itself, but because I know I'll be able to snap a good picture and upload it to Instagram. Then there's this little blog of mine, Merriment & Mirth. I've spent a lot of time trying to find my voice and sharing what I can through my posts but there are days when I feel like I have nothing left to say, and I question why I am here and what I am doing. I'm stuck in that hard place of give it up now and move on, or start trying harder, and I can't seem to decide on what would be better for me. So right now I'm kind of at an impasse and I'm not too sure what to do. Part of me wants to throw caution to the wind and delete it all and find the life I had before the internet became the next big thing, but then there's the other part of me that wants to keep this one little slice of web space. I am sure an answer will become clear over the next few weeks.

How much time do you spend on social media, and have you ever thought of giving it all up?



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