Read a book

I went away for a little bit…

Social media

In a world controlled by double taps, shares and views, is it any wonder the only stimulation our brains gets nowadays is when we’re editing a picture? A lot us get more cardio scrolling up and down Instagram than we do actual exercise – and even when we do get our bubble butts to gym, we waste 40 minutes putting our bodies in stupid positions just to make sure we get the best angle of our slim waist and thick thighs in our Gymshark gear for tomorrow’s scheduled upload.

We’re all so obsessed with our phones that our blood pressure shoots dangerously high when we think for a split second that we’ve left it sitting on the table in that restaurant (which we only went to because it does the best photogenic food) only to realise it’s actually in our other hand.

We spend more time admiring random people’s lives on social media who we’ve never met than having actual conversations with our relatives and friends who actually care about us.

We’ve swapped face-to-face contact with emoji chat on Whatsapp and we’ve been brainwashed into thinking that we must delete any pictures that haven’t racked up at least 100 likes.

Our nights out are interrupted by 10 second videos on Snapchat, our selfies are dependent on whether we’re having a “good skin day” and our full-length shots are dictated by golden hour.

We find ourselves getting worked up if someone doesn’t reply to our text message but likes 100 pictures on Instagram and we’ve started critiquing our bodies more than we do praise it.

We’re all guilty of it, aren’t we? And with phones getting bigger, better and faster, it’s almost impossible to escape the trap we’ve slowly, but firmly, fallen in to.

We’re addicted to technology, we’re self-absorbed – even though many of us can’t actually say we’re happy and content with our lives the way they are now – our brains are no longer interested in words and the majority of us are unable to talk to a stranger without dying inside.

Read a book

I’ve been putting my life on the internet since I was a teenager.

It started with MSN, Myspace and IMVU. Then came along Bebo and I spent my evenings dishing out my ‘loves’ to my three best friends because it was “uncool” not to receive three hearts a day *eyeroll*. Then there was Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram. I’ve also been blogging since 2012 so my whole life has been built around social media for as long as I can remember.

Back in December I decided to step away from blogging. Not because I don’t enjoy sharing elements of my life with you but because last year was tough for me – particularly emotionally. I felt like I’d sort of lost my flow and my individuality. I wrote loads of blog posts but never actually set them live because I felt like I had subconsciously changed the way I write to suit the “blogging world” when actually my best posts are the ones that come from the heart and are raw.

So much has happened in my life over the past five months and I can’t wait to share them with you. I’ve got a HUGE announcement coming up next week, a load of follow on posts from that announcement and I’m going to be showing you how I personalised my new house.

From now on, it’s about keeping it real. I don’t care if my hits dip from time-to-time because writing has always and always will be about making me feel good and releasing my creativity.

Same applies to social media – don’t get caught up in the likes and followers. Just take notice of who regularly supports your account, who watches your story and who communicates with you not just via the internet but in person and over the phone.

The world of social media is only going to get worse and I dread to think what it will be like when my children are my age. You have to take control of your own destiny while you still can.

Put your phone down, read a book, go for a long walk and talk to people! You can learn so much from others. I got on the bus the other day and sat next to an elderly man who was telling me about how he fought in the war and what life was like for him. He made my day by educating me and I probably made his because I may have been the only person he spoke to that day.

We’ve all got our own battles we face but we can get through this crazy ride – together.

Peace & love.

Amy xx

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