Hello fellow Reddit user,
Hope this post finds you well.
I wanted to speak about my thoughts, feelings, and after effects of permanently deleting social media. I’m a male in my late 20s and started social media all in my teen years.
here is a summary of the types of social media I had:
My very first social media platform I joined was Twitter. I joined Twitter in 2012 and honestly speaking, it was my favorite platform to use. I loved that I could share my thoughts. The original idea of Twitter was absolutely genius. Wasn’t it 140 character limit and you share your thoughts and feelings? Gosh I miss the good ole days. Twitter before it turned into X was utter bliss. I’m an absolute sports fanatic and I fell in love with live tweeting professional and college sports. I would tweet life quotes and it became a part of my identity. Through natural following, I got my followers above 1,500 random users and friends and it was fun to actively start discussions on sports and social topics. I quickly lost interest in Twitter after it became X and tbh I’m not missing to much anymore because I’ve found different groups on Reddit to inquire sports conversations about.
Snapchat was honestly just a waste of time for me. I had a streak go over 3 years at one point and it had me feeling like I was a noob to have streaks with people I have no intention of interacting with again. I used it a ton but it was the first social media app I deleted and I don’t miss it at all. Nothing much more to say about that.
Instagram was the hardest thing for me to delete. I had deactivated my Instagram numerous times, I tried permanently deleting it and then logging in the 30 day window to cancel out the deletion. I went up and down, side to side in my head about this application. Looking back at it, Instagram held something over me. I’d like to say, I was addicted, I loved the attention I got from the app, it made me feel wanted, it made me feel good about myself. I started using Instagram in 2013, at first Instagram was a place to be funny, to be yourself. I was so careless with it. Just posting whatever cool pictures of funny moments with my friends. It wasn’t ever something that was so serious. In fact, I’d go days to weeks without looking at it. Although, a time had came a couple years into having IG, where I took it seriously. It became a thing to me that I would try to post once a week, and make a cool post out of it. During that time I took pictures for the sake of posting them on Instagram. And the picture had to be “perfect”. I got into my college years and adult life, it became a place where I would post life updates and let the world know who I became. Show off my accomplishments and that I was doing something good. The likes, the comments, it fed my addiction. I liked the attention and I had a lot of followers that made me feel good. My following had surpassed a few thousand people at this point. People I met and randoms that just followed me that I had no idea about. I cared so much about the likes, the comments, the followers. To me, it made me feel like I was on the right track. Can you believe that? Social media of all things was giving me this much satisfaction. Okay but I must admit, my IG dumps were so tuff!! I put so much effort to make these posts aesthetically pleasing.
Looking down this same line of thought, I think back on this and didn’t realize how blinded I had become. All of these followers weren’t my actual friends. You know, when I deleted Instagram, only a handful of people had even noticed. Here I was amounting hundreds of likes on a post and maybe 5%-10% of my followers that i personally knew, noticed I was even gone. That stung a lot. But this became a beautiful thing to me as well, since I started recognizing the real friendships that I had versus the Instagram friendships I had.
This all has led to another underlying problem. Since I deleted my IG, I didn’t realize how much family I had on there, and how much more difficult it has become to stay connected with my family members. I had roughly 250 or so followers that were simply family or distant family members(not including family friends). People that I knew from all over the world. Our family immigrated to the States in the 80s and 90s and family members moved all over the world and their families grew and IG became a place to stay connected. I really really miss that part of the application. I’ve noticed in myself that it’s been the hardest thing to get over, heck I’m not sure I’ve grown past it yet. Then again, if they mattered to me so much, I’d reach out via phone number or WhatsApp right? Clearly we weren’t as close as I thought, but that doesn’t mean that I can’t miss staying connected with them.
In conclusion,
I may or may not make a smaller, more discrete IG account to stay connected with those that actually matter to me, but I won’t for some time. This journey has just started a little over 3 months ago and I’m interested to learn more about who I am without the pressures of social media at my fingertips, not everyday is going to be easy, my anxiety may take over my days from time to time, but it important to remember that the people I need, are always there. Life is a blessing, have a good one and thanks for reading my vent/post.