The Backslide

It started with one “Here’s what I’ve been up to for the last 40 days” post after Lent. I swore I wouldn’t go back to my old “hours spent on Instagram” ways — I didn’t even like Instagram. And those 40 days of blogging, scrolling the random, artsy photos of strangers in my VSCO feed, connecting with friends via text, and saving my clever quips for my journal… They’d brought out the best in me. A me who made stuff she liked, consumed content she enjoyed, and didn’t need her friends to applaud her pursuits to feel good about them.

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The Fast

I’m quitting Instagram for Lent. 

I blanched when I first considered it. Wait. CAN you quit Instagram? How will you keep up with anything? You already quit Twitter; how much of a pretentious “I’m better than social media” asshole do you need to be? 

That’s how I know I need the break. Instagram is an app. A tool that makes life easier, yes, but it’s not a necessity. If I can’t put it down for a little while, I have a problem. 

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The Next Fix

Photo by Rodion Kutsaev on Unsplash

Is there no escape?

As I write this, I have not used Twitter in 170 days.
 
My blog is more active, I catch up with friends more often, either over the phone or in person over drinks — and let me tell you, hot takes are better shared with friends than millions of strangers, and I’m exposed to a lot less non-sense hidden behind Intro to Sociology terms.
 
I am no less addicted to the damn Internet.

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