Tuesday, September 19, 2017

I'm a social media addict.

Wake up, check notification.
Grab coffee, post update.
Finish breakfast, see who responded.  
Wash dishes, reply.
Take kids to school, check notifications.
Do laundry, post update.
Sweep floors, see who responded.
Water plants, reply.
... all before 9:00am.

Hi, my name's Christine and I'm a social media addict.
The functioning kind.

The house still gets cleaned, the laundry washed and put away. 
The garden is tended to. 
The kid's homework completed. 
Visiting with friends and family is done on the regular. 
I make time for meditation, reading and occasionally writing. 
I'm not nose to the phone all day. 
Especially when around others: I will text my kids, but beyond that I can set it down and fully focus on those around me.
But I have a lot of free time alone.
That's when the near compulsion takes place.

It started as a way to stay connected with others while raising three small children. 
But that's not what happened. 
While trying to connect with others, I somehow disconnected with myself. 
It was a slow process. 
But I felt it years ago and left it unchecked. 

This year, I started changing that. 
Closing accounts like Twitter, FB Pages, Snapchat and Tumblr. 
The lesser of the social medias. 
But today was day one without FB.
I'm not sure where it's going, what the goal is or even where I want to be.
But I do know where I'm currently at, isn't it.
So I'm starting here, 6,000 less voices in my head.

Day 1: I put pen to paper in an old journal. 
I wrote my name...

1 comment:

Thanks for takin' the time to read my stuff. :)