Sometimes

I woke up in the middle of the night. I knew that trying to get back to sleep would be a waste of time, so I started surfing the web, and I thought of an old acquaintance from my social media days. I looked up her account and she’s still pumping out the comments, referrals, and opinions. She hasn’t changed at all.

When I thought about her and saw her activity, I ALMOST missed the whole social media thing. A few minutes of reflection reminded me of why I left social media years ago. I am unable to stay silent in the face of injustice or oppression. This always led to my social media accounts becoming nothing but magnets for people who wanted to argue.

The joy had vanished. When I suddenly and quietly walked away from social media, I found that my life got noticeably better without all of the noise. Debates had become perpetual arguments with people who invaded my timeline because they saw something I’d said in a public forum, not directed at them, and this caused them to invade my timeline.

I’m glad that my acquaintance still enjoys her social media presence. I hope her joy never wanes. After years of being away, a time to reminisce was a good thing. It gave me some much-needed perspective.