Disconnect-to-Connect

Could you live without social media for an extended period of time? Everywhere you look people are gazing longingly into a phone screen as if under a trance; giving more attention to their hand than the people in front of them. In fact, we are so in tune with our phones and social media outlets there are now physical ailments associated with phone use (text neck!), not to mention social media/internet addiction.

The thing is,ย our world revolves around social media: selling, networking, marketing, news, planning, etc. You canโ€™t easily wander through this world without an online presence.ย And as a mom, well, itโ€™s how we stay connected with the โ€˜real world,โ€ right? Itโ€™s where we seek recipe and craft ideas, post photos and witty anecdotes about our mothering mayhem, and obsess over commenting, liking and staying up to speed on everyone and everything in your feed.

It validates, guides and disconnects us. Thatโ€™s right โ€“ disconnects us. We think weโ€™re engaged in life, but really, weโ€™re on autopilot. Weโ€™re seeking validation from an automated feed โ€“ post and a handful of your โ€œfriendsโ€ will immediately provide feedback. You start posting just for the high of validation. Or you spend countless hours revisiting your feed, following folks you know better online than in person, commenting, liking almost as if youโ€™re required.

We think weโ€™re connecting with โ€œfriendsโ€ but really weโ€™re liking posts with a trigger finger and making stock comments; there is no true dialogue. And at its worst, you start to feel lacking in some area of your life based on selective information โ€“ Why wasnโ€™t I invited? She looks so good! I should learn to crochet.โ€“ because youโ€™re caught up in a digital world, not the real world.

This is not all individuals or moms, but sadly, this was me. I have no shame in making that statement given Iโ€™m quite certain Iโ€™m not alone. And so, I decided to change my relationship with Facebook: we took a break. I deactivated my account and for three months I was Facebook free. And guess what? I didnโ€™t miss it!

I thought for sure Iโ€™d go through some kind of withdrawal, my mind constantly wandering to thoughts of those Iโ€™d left behindโ€ฆ. um, yeah (insert pathetic eye roll here); but what happened instead was I started to engage in my real life.

Now I'm actually in pictures with my kids!
Now I’m actually in pictures with my kids!

I connected more with my kids. They used to be as fascinated with my phone as me; trying to sneak away with it to figure out what this glowing, magical box offered that was so good mommy rarely put it down. Now the phone sits on a shelf in a different room. So now the endless, needless photos have stopped and Iโ€™ve started really living in the moment rather than wasting time trying to capture a Kodak moment.

Instead of scrolling through my feed while they play nearby, I interact with my kids. (Toddler dialogue can be every bit as amusing as social media โ€“ sometimes more!) Plus, the half-listening, completely distracted stance is a thing of the past. It also apparently has a name: Phone + Snubbing =ย Phubbing. You know, where you’re so engrossed in your phone you ignore your kids, friends, coworkers, etc.

Phubbing.
Phubbing.

My 489 โ€œfriendsโ€ dwindled to those I actually had in my contact list and I started communicating with them – really communicating. Not just seeing their lives scroll by in my feed, but calling or sending notes to find out what was new. And it went both ways; friends reached out, sending me notes and calling to check in. It led to face-to-face meet ups where my phone stayed in my bag (on vibrate โ€“ Iโ€™m a mom!). Now we areย genuinely connecting, really engaging in one anotherโ€™s lives; no more superficial interactions fed to us by a screen.

I read more books, watch more TV and definitely get more done. My word, the amount of time Iโ€™ve recovered in my life since backing off of Facebook is insane. Without Facebook to entertain me, the laundry and dishes arenโ€™t so easily ignored. I also learned a lot about myself. When youโ€™re no longer distracted by myriads of data, you can quiet your mind and internalize.

Connecting in real life with my friends and I didn't need to capture the moment and post it.
Connecting in real life with my friends and I didn’t need to capture the moment and post it.

Sadly, I realize now, Facebook became an escape from my real life. It was this handheld world where just a tap could transport me to an endless stream of validation, while getting lost in othersโ€™ lives. I could live my life through status updates, no true interaction required โ€“ what funny or clever thing could I say for some love? โ€“ and instead of experiencing a not-so perfect moment I could focus instead on the perfect, always perfect, totally obsessed in capturing it, picture.

When you start living for your next status update or capturing the perfect photo for posting, you need to ask yourself if you have a problem or if youโ€™re avoiding the real world. For me, deactivating my Facebook account was an experiment in living life without the constant glow of a screen or the need for validation from someone I know better online than in person.

I returned to Facebook so I could stay involved in certain activities I enjoy – blogging, group invites, support pages, kids’ school postings, event invites.ย  However, I immediately feltย extremely exposed after so many months of being “off the feed.” ย Why do my friends need to know everything I like or comment on? ย So now I read, but rarely post, comment or like and I’m quite certain no one notices or misses me.

Another shot with my kids and I don't have a phone in my hand.
Another shot with my kids and I don’t have a phone in my hand.

In the end, my relationship status with Facebook has changed and it’s not complicated. It nowย provides a service for following companies, products, and friends; it entertains and connects me, but it no longer validates or defines me and my relationships. Itโ€™s a necessity, not a need. ย Disconnecting helped me connect with myself and my real life and I’m going to make every effort to keep it that way. #truth #authenticself #disconnecttoconnect

 

 

4 COMMENTS

  1. What a fantastic post, Karrie! I totally get where you’re coming from. I work in social media so I’m “stuck” and I would love to take a break from it all. Social media has a way of making you feel badly about yourself and your life, if you let it. You’re a total inspiration and I will definitely be giving this a go sometime in 2016.

  2. Karrie, this post is perfect and oh, so true! I was over social media earlier this year after losing loved ones and my perspective changed. I couldn’t take the daily drama and constant “gossip”. Now, I don’t waste time or energy looking at everyone else is doing, but I use Facebook to manage my business page and 2 groups – that’s it. That’s all i need ๐Ÿ™‚ Thanks for sharing!!

  3. I love this post, Karrie. I struggle with this in my life and we don’t have children. It is amazing to me how tools and technology that we perceive as making us feel more connected can disconnect is from those standing right in front of us. Then add my own addiction to work (first step to recovery is to admit it) and I do nothing but check my phone and become increasingly grumpy.

    So…I vow to take a lesson from your experience and really connect with those in front of me. To pick up the phone and talk vs lurk on social media. And most importantly connect with those I love.

    Happy 7 years of goofiness.

  4. I thought for sure it was me writing this post because I too felt EXACTLY the same.
    So much gossip and unnecessary shares that i found myself too overwhelmed with it all.

    I found myself learning more that I should have.

    I deleted my account and did not miss it at all. I also found myself with mote time to read, play with my kids, talk more with muy husband and even taught myself how to knit and give my knotted items friends and to charity.

    I now only use it for the kids school /daycare and a handful of companies. No friends at all and i love it.

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