instagram-less

"It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live." -J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

I'm taking a break from Instagram. I didn't intend to do this. I've never felt like I needed to step away - until now.

What am I actually investing my time in on Instagram? Someone else's life. Someone else's words. Someone else's inspiration.

Not my own thoughts. Not my own moments.

It's slowly turned into this.

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So far, it's not hard. So far, I feel liberated. And it's weird. 

I was kind of drawn and addicted to it somehow. It made me anxious. 

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I want to be liked, just like everyone else. But maybe for me, it's a little too much.  

I hate mindlessly scrolling. But I fear I'll miss out.

Miss out on someone else's life. Someone else's dream. Someone else's goal.

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I don't want a life that has been overspent with other people's little details and coveted moments. Noise.

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I'm trying for February. The whole month. Depriving myself of the social life line that is Instagram. I'll let you know how it goes once I come out of it.

Thanks for the pep talk. I needed the sanity.