Wednesday, March 2, 2016

My Social Media Hiatus

I AM TEMPORARILY DISCONTINUING THIS BLOG. 

Not because I don't love you all! It goes deeper than that, I swear. You see, social media is taking over everything! So much so that I’m literally expecting – in five or so years – my closest friends to send me invitations to their weddings via facebook event invites. It's that real.

I’m not a prude whose only purpose in writing this blog is to nag about social media – I understand social media. I really do, I get it. It’s sexy. It’s a convenient way to keep in touch with people. It’s a fun way to share memories. It’s a cool platform to show off your new body after you religiously hit the gym all summer. I get it, I do.

But I’ll tell you what bothers me about social media – no, it’s not the impersonal air of the “happy birthday” wishes, not the obnoxious [and mostly rude] attacks on opinionated status updates, and not even the annoying handful who feel the compulsive need to keep everyone updated on their lives – what bothers me the most is the feeling of performing.

Everything has become a performance. Rather than living in the moment and experiencing the beauty within it, we choose to take pictures of the moment so that we can “tweet” or “instagram” it. We allow our technology to lavish the moment rather than taking it in ourselves. We’ve become obsessed with capturing the perfect photo, penning the perfect description, and enacting the perfect performance.  Everything is now a stage and society is your director, producer, light designer and star. But as irony would have it, you are actually your own one-woman (or man – there’s no sexism here) show. Everything you read, everywhere you go—even all that you eat is online! Know what scares me the most about all of this? People love it. I love it. They relish it. I relish it.

I’ve lost that feeling of excitement when I meet my friends after long periods of separation. Now, I know that everything will inevitably turn into a photo-shoot to show/prove how fierce our wardrobe is. It’s gotten to the point that I’m restricted from wearing certain outfits because I already have albums in which I wear them! Or reversely, my friends beg me to wear a certain outfit because they liked the way that I looked in it.

I’m not an actor, I’ve never aspired to be an actor and I can honestly say that I never will. So this constant social performance weighs on me. Hard.

I have literally been in situations in which I reunite with people who I haven’t seen for months, and within 10 minutes of reuniting, they are either tweeting about our “special” reunion or checking new status updates about who else has reunited. I don’t think that I need to go into depth about the tragic irony that exists within this dichotomy.

With all of that said, I have one final announcement. I am quitting all social media. I’m going to start at a one-month minimum and hopefully work my way to three consecutive months (all summer). It’s time for me to stop performing and start living!

I challenge you all to do the same with me! You have no idea how liberated you’ll feel! I’m excited just thinking about it! Don’t be afraid to take the plunge.

Start experiencing!

(Ok, I'll admit that this photo was a bit performed. BUT now that I no longer have social media, I can start enjoying nature––smelling the roses and chatting with statues––on my own terms!)