Goodbye Facebook

It’s not me, it’s most definitely you…

Social media has turned into quite a nightmare… or is that just me? I feel like Facebook is just a cesspool of negativity every time I look at it. Sure, there’s funny memes, weird life hack videos, and it’s great for stalking people you knew 15 years ago and potential SOs of friends. It’s even a nice way to share what’s going on with friends and family that live far away and may not otherwise get to partake in your day-to-day.

But honestly, how many of your Facebook “friends” are really friends? When was the last time you saw that old high school girl friend? Or even made plans to hang out with your old crew? Who have you intentionally reached out to – no, not “liked” their picture or commented on their post – actually called or texted and had a real, genuine conversation with?

A lot of times my anxiety stems from feeling like I have no friends and I think I leaned into having Facebook “friends” as an illusion of comfort. That’s NOT healthy. I still struggle with being alone sometimes, but I’m also learning to love it. I’m getting to know ME. I’m realizing what my true hopes, goals, dreams, and aspirations are, for me, myself, and I. I’m learning to be more comfortable with a small, close friend group. I’m spending more time with family. I’m learning that I want the connections I make to be meaningful and positive.

Marie Kondo’s “spark joy” craze doesn’t just apply to physical items in our homes. I think it should apply to everything. Facebook doesn’t spark joy for me anymore (if it ever did), so I said goodbye. I purged my friends list (so don’t take it personally) and deleted the app from my phone. For now, I am keeping my account, mostly as a means to run my Color Street business, and to have Messenger to reach friends and family I would otherwise not be able to contact. As time goes on, I may delete my account all together.

It’s weird, adjusting to not having another app to mindlessly scroll through, but I am excited to see what I can accomplish with having less screen time in my life. Truly, smart phones have become addictions. Piece by piece I want to grow apart from mine and explore my creativity more. Find peace and happiness.

Goodbye, Facebook. Can’t say I’ll miss you.

*Update 3/20/19:

Since deleting Facebook I have:

⁃ Written a blog post

⁃ Deep cleaned my bathtub

⁃ Cleaned my washing machine

⁃ Done six+ loads of laundry

⁃ Put away a few loads of clean dishes

⁃ KonMari’d my bedroom/wardrobe

⁃ Visited some friends in real life

⁃ Gone to confession

⁃ Gone to Mass

⁃ Worked my Color Street business

⁃ Donated bags and boxes of clothes and misc items to St. VdP

Live and Learn

It’s still January, so I give myself permission to still write about new year’s resolutions… Now and in another blog later 😬

My new year started off with me working just two jobs instead of three, and let me tell you, the extra time has been amazing. I feel like I can actually breathe. The end of the year was a whirlwind and I feel like I barely got to notice, much less enjoy, the holidays.

With this extra time, I’ve decided I want to do more baking.

This post is NOT about my successes in the kitchen this new year. Oh no. It’s about the flops.

Because that’s just it! The new year is NEVER going to go perfectly. There is so much pressure on January 1st to be the first day of a shiny, “New Year, New Me”. Why do we do this to ourselves? I will be writing a whole post about my thoughts on this, so I digress.

One new thing I started last year was brewing kombucha.

It is so much fun and so much cheaper than store bought. My husband even likes it better than store bought! Now, we don’t drink tons of it at a time, so I have bottles of booch sitting in my fridge. I thought, why not try making sourdough? I’ve seen lots of folks post about it in the Kombucha brewing groups I joined on Facebook.

I gave it a go. This is what happened.

Yeah… All over my cabinet. If that’s not bad enough, it totally smelled like rotten eggs when I opened it. So, that jar went in the trash.

I do plan to try it again. Just not yet.

On MLK day, I had the day off, and didn’t want to be completely lazy all day, so I turned to instagram for baking suggestions. The one I got was to make French macarons. I have long desired to make my own delicious and delicate little macarons, but been far too intimidated. It seems my fears were not irrational.

I don’t even know. It was pretty much hopeless. Not to be wasteful, I formed the dough into balls by hand and pressed it onto parchment paper.

They surprisingly turned out pretty tasty! Overcooked and crunchy, but not terrible. I only tossed out about half the dough.

The new year shouldn’t be the only time to learn from our mistakes, but it’s certainly a good reminder to be patient with ourselves. Life is often imperfect, but we can always make the best of it.

Happy new year, happy baking, and please, if you have any tips for macarons, send them my way!

Detoxing

We all need a good detox from time to time.

Body, mind, and spirit.

This week has been a tough one. I started off the week with bronchitis (insert “ain’t nobody got time for that”) and ended the week with my husband in the hospital with kidney stones.

The medicine I’ve been taking has depression and anxiety as side effects, both of which I’ve been feeling. The stress of my husband having kidney stones (yet again) has been emotionally draining.

All these factors put me in a bit of a sensitive place, so when someone I have met maybe twice was rude and insensitive online, I was hurt a little more than I usually would have been. It sent me on a bit of a spiral first thing this morning.

So I’m detoxing. I deleted my Facebook and Twitter apps. I’ve spent the weekend taking care of my husband. Tomorrow I am going to focus more on myself. I want to clean our apartment top to bottom. Bake a cake. Do laundry. Read a book. Go shopping. Pray.

Social media can be a real downer sometimes. I know how toxic it can be for me personally. I plan to do another detox like this in the future. Probably a longer break than just the weekend.

Strive for positivity.

Stay happy.