What I learned from 6 months off Instagram

Back in January I made some new years resolutions, as you do.

One of those resolutions was to delete all kinds of social media off my phone, and reduce my social media use drastically. For me, this particular goal meant deleting Instagram and Snapchat completely and only going on Facebook once or twice a week.

I had noticed the ridiculous amount of time I spent on social media, and it was getting out of hand. You know when you're doing something that you're so engrossed in that you forget where you are and what time it is? That would happen to me when I was on social media... and that scared me.

Instagram was a particular vice for me. I haven't used Instagram for 6 months now, and after paying attention to my changing habits, I have some thoughts.

I'm actually not that interesting 

Maybe it's just me.. but me sitting outside reading with lemonade isn't that interesting. Why is it worth a picture? And why would you take five extra minutes to arrange the things on your desk for a particular aerial shot?

It's so time consuming

It's like a part time job! Here's another thing.. how do you know what to hashtag? How are we supposed to keep up with all these trending tags? It's so overwhelming. And it takes so much time to go back and look at people who have liked your picture, to scroll through everyone else's pictures and like them and to watch videos. Then it just sucks you in, ya know? Before you know it you're Insta-stalking someone's sister's boyfriend's dad and you're like, who even is this?

It all just seems so fake

Maybe this is just the kind of people I follow. But I can't tell you how many of the exact same kind of picture I see:

Someone's feet, their hand holding a drink peaking in the side, with an interesting or tropical background. #weekend.

An aerial shot of a surface or a desk, with a Mac computer, iPhone, notebooks and pencils, and a plant. #Mondayview.

A selfie in a car, with a seatbelt on, big lips, sunglasses. #SelfieSunday.

etc etc. You've all seen them before.

Even still, I compare myself 

It's so easy to fall into that trap. Even though she completely posed that picture, even though that was the only good shot from the whole weekend, even though she forced that person to pose with her... her life is so much more interesting than mine! Well, not true. It's easier to convince yourself of that when there aren't any photos to look at.

I'm better at words than pictures

In general, I always have been. Give me any old subject and I could write a thousand words about it. But ask me to take a picture that sums up my day, and it gets much harder.

Maybe I'm just out of practice after the 6 month break, but maybe I like it that way.