a forced return to Instagram :/
after my WhatsApp account got hacked, I was forced to reactivate my Instagram account for a good reason. I needed to inform my close contacts that, well, they need to ignore whatever shenanigans my hackers are pulling off. That was a good call because the hacker started spewing expletives on my church groupchat. Imagine if I never posted the Instagram story.. My reputation would fall right there.
I eventually returned with a new account so all's good now...
But what's more important is my return to Instagram. What blows my mind is how, despite having deactivated the account for ~6 months, it is so easy to return to doomscrolling. No joke. Abstinence for 6 months does nothing. It's like I've never deactivated my account in the first place. But once you've lived the noiseless peace, it's really hard to justify doom-scrolling (at least to me). You start to crave for it.
So what did I do? I deactivated my account again. The FOMO dread before I clicked the button sunk my heart (no, not really).
In all honesty, I don't really regret returning to IG. Got to reconnect a bit. Like when Eala won against Swiatek, I immediately texted R. (cuz he's Filipino duh).
I dunno, I think I've grown a bit now so I feel more comfortable posting stories, confronting whatever's on my home feed. Comfortable on my own skin.
I start to realize several things happening on my home feed:
Sexually suggestive content is easy The algorithm can tell if you're into (smirk). You realize the girls dedicate their account to post these kind of contents because it is what precisely gain them traction.. Their sexual appeal is their commodity.
'Subtle' wealthmaxxing I don't know why I keep asking 'how are you?' when they're more likely to be 'more than okay'. This hugely applies with ____. I'm so stupid.
The point is: no point comparing yourselves with them. They have completely different circumstances than you.
Some of my friends desperately need a blog I know maybe 1-2 people who, I think, posts content that is more suited fora blog. But I don't know how to tell them because it might be too daunting for them. Blogging requires hosting and all that. But I know I'd gladly read whatever they write.
People are generally reachable and well alive I just realized not using IG makes me isolated where everybody's 'alive'. No wonder I feel isolated. Because, well, everybody hangs around there. Stupid.
(Unsurprisingly) Girls post more Duh.
Will I return? Yeah probably. I get to really feel the World Cup hype. I saw that Norway viking chant(?), that was cool to watch. While the hacking incident foiled my new's year resolution (I wanted to detox from IG for a whole year, if not indefinitely), it's not so bad. My IG is there to let my close contacts know I'm alive I suppose. But, of course, the marginal utility of IG use plateaus at some point in time. That's guaranteed.