It’s been 15 days since I last perused, clicked, posted, scrolled, fired back or numbed out on Facebook, Instagram, or Twitter. This hiatus has been necessary and good. As I promised in my last post, I am going to be sharing about some of the good things that I miss about social media, and why I don’t plan to stay gone forever. Like everything though, the good always has potential pitfalls and dark sides…so this post isn’t all sunshine and daisies.
On day 6 of my fast, I took the time to send myself a voice memo, using it as an opportunity to externally process why I was having so much difficulty tearing myself away from my digital social world. I came up with a few reasons:
I’m a promoter, enthusiast, and champion of things that I believe in. I believe we all are to some extent, but I know for sure that when I discover something or learn something that seems to have the potential to impact people or the world with positive change, I want EVERYONE to know about it. As a stay at home mom, without a career or organizational sphere of influence readily within the sound of my voice, social media offers a fast and easy way to share (and probably overshare, and annoy) my revelations with the world. How wide does the news spread and how deep an impact does it generate? I don’t know. I just know that I feel some sense of relief and purpose when the good thing that’s trying to burst from within me, finds a place to run free and replicate on a digital online platform.
This one is hard to write about because it reveals some pain points and sin in my life. In my search and longing for connection, I have turned FROM the flesh and blood people in my life and home, and turned TO the way easier to manage people on the internet.
4 year old is whining because she has the wrong princess dress again? No worries, just sneak to the closet and scroll instagram for 5 minutes.
10 year old is raging because his homework is stupid and everything sucks? Easy fix: Just mindlessly check facebook on the couch to distract my mind from the reality that parenting is actually really, really hard.
8 year old is trying to siphon off the last few drops of patience from my already depleted reservoir? No problem, just willingly fall into a controversy on Twitter that feels good to feel outraged about, but really has no bearing on my life or the lives of my family.
Husband desires friendly chit-chat and wants to talk about airplanes again? Solution: Rudely switch between apps on my phone to convey total boredom and disinterest rather than try to learn about what he’s interested in.
Because connection requires work, humility, self-awareness, and often sacrifice, its approximately 1 million times easier to just skip all of that and settle for the shallow, often artificial connections that can be maintained from my pocket. It’s a substitute for the real thing, and it’s killing my desire and ability to be present with my people.
However, there is an aspect of connection via social media that is GOOD. It enables groups of like-minded individuals to have access to each other where before it would have not been a possibility. This can lead to all kinds of good outcomes; support groups, think-tanks, brainstorming groups and the like. Geography, life-stage, income, all of these barriers are removed on the level-playing field of social media.
It allows family members who live far away to stay much more connected than in decades past.
This though, does not come without a cost. As our world has shifted to digital and online communication, the tendency is to forget about those who haven’t jumped on the SM bandwagon. “What?! You didn’t know I was getting married?? It was all over facebook!” It’s our new assumed communication method, and those who have not assimilated, are often left in the dark. It will be interesting to see over the next several years if this trend continues. Are we headed toward a society where social media involvement is mandatory in order to stay informed and relevant in every culture and industry? Or maybe we are already there? Is that where we want to be?
I’m a photographer and I love to see beautiful things. Instagram in particular, is a great outlet for that. I love to see something gorgeous and frame it just right, get the light in a delicious spot, and then snap it and forever memorialize that moment of splendor. In the absence of posting to instagram, I’ve found myself either just not taking pictures, or texting them more often to people in my family. This all begs the question: Why am I taking the pictures in the first place? Is it to show off? Maybe. I’ve always liked to pursue excellence in whatever I do. I don’t do things halfway. Instagram gives you the benefit of seeing what resonates with people and what doesn’t, which is helpful as you go along and find wherein lies your creative niche. But then is all that crowdsourcing downplaying unvarnished creativity, and instead subtly influencing our eyes to see what we think other people will like, rather than what we truly find beautiful?
I don’t know for sure. I need more time to experiment with creating for the sake of no one seeing it but me and God.
After two weeks of this fast, I’m feeling more alive than ever. My emotions across the board, are extra. That’s a good thing and sometimes an awkward thing. I’m crying more, laughing more, and finding myself being very honest and raw with the people I love. I’m hearing from God in real-time, which is crazy and awesome, and sometimes makes me nervous. I guess I didn’t realize how numb I had become.
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