I Go Off The Radar on Weekends

A few years back, I would admit that I was a slave to notifications, always checking my apps, always looking to see if my comment was liked or commented on by peers or family. I’ve never been a crazy picture poster as I have always valued my privacy, but I did post more than I do now. A thing happened, a misunderstanding or miscommunication with a best friend that I had since high school and it woke something inside of me.

I realized that I really don’t need social media to exist. In fact, I loathe opening Facebook or Instagram to stare at people’s lives, miseries. I no longer have a personal Instagram, it’s more of a Bookstagram nowadays and I don’t reach for my cell phone as frequently as I did throughout the day. Don’t get me wrong, I love socializing, taking about interesting things, learning new things but I’m not that invested into people’s pictures & life stories. I appreciate bloggers who share, writers who write, readers who read, and yeah…that’s who I’ve become.

Is it a bad thing? A good thing? Perhaps it’s where i’m meant to be at this stage in my life. Bookish talks are my jam and i’ll make an effort for that, and bookstagram, but when I pick up my kid from school on Friday afternoon, I ditch the phone. It’s there for an emergency call but I don’t lug it around in my pocket. Even when I’m out it stays in my bag, not my hand.

What I’ve learned from detaching myself from the phone is that time is precious, and available when you’re not sucked into the vortex that’s Facebook.(i say FB because that’s the only personal social media I have). I’ve learned to utilize time by targeting my goals, really getting to know and develop a friendship with my children, and best of all, silence. Not everyone likes the sound of silence but I do, and I appreciate the few moments of it I get from the outside world. With each year, I also don’t find myself needing to say much on a phone call or on someone’s post. It’s often degrading to someone else, or poking fun out of someone’s appearance or shortcomings and to be frank, I never developed a taste for that.

Am I making any sense? Let me know in the comments how attached you are to your phone or if you choose to go radio silent like me in between. πŸ™‚

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Xo Kat

Why My Facebook Activity Has Declined Significantly

A few years ago I’ve started recognizing people’s lack of ability to respect others’ space even on a social media platform. I’d share entertaining posts, posts that related to me on a personal level, posts that made me angry or sad…basically I’d share my opinions on a lot of things.

I would think that MY profile is my own to do as I wish and it’s nobody’s business if they approve or not of what I post. But this isn’t the case. As the years progress, it’s getting even worse. Anything can offend anyone and believe me when I say everything offends someone.

I don’t check my notifications as often as before, actually I dread opening my app now. The bad newsΒ puts me off but it’s a part of life, something we can’t completely hide from. But it’s the stupidity and the ignoramuses behind their keyboards who feel like it’s their duty to dictate what the content of another person’s comment is. It’s the bullying, the shaming, the lack of respect for differences. It’s sickening to a point where I feel like I’d love to delete the app some day. But I do use it as a means to keep in contact with friends and family living on a different continent.

I’ve removed my children’s photos from FB now as I don’t even wish to socialize on that level. I don’t have strangers on my friends list either, it’s either people I’ve gone to school with or were acquainted with, and family. And yet it’s easier to use platforms like WordPress, Twitter, Instagram with a pseudonym and get my opinions across. People choose whether they want to read my content or not and move on. Ugh, I hate to rant in my first post for the week. Does anyone else have this problem with expressing your opinions and being attacked for it?

xo Coffee Doll