Going offline through a global pandemic

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I want to start by saying I have no idea if anyone reads blogs anymore and reverting to an online space to write is extremely contradictory to the content of this post but there we are, it’s my blog and I can do what I want.

Phones have become everything. They are our camera, our calendar, our calculator, our alarm. I used to see mine as a source of positive connection that I had a good relationship with. I flirted with a year of Instagram fame (I once got sent 100 bags of popcorn which was a real career highlight) that allowed me to help people across the world and I rode on the highs of notification and likes. My phone made me feel good..and then it didn’t.

When the extremely low level Instagram influencer lifestyle got too much I deleted my account and started a new more personal one which boasts 127 followers and a severe lack of free popcorn. The volume of interaction has lessened and it is a genuinely nice space to be in but I still feel a duty bound to catch up on everything everyone has posted. I feel distracted when I am with other people because I’m worried that someone else might be trying to get hold of me. I go to check the time and find myself picking grapes on Animal crossing, replying to an emails, working out how much money I have left in my Monzo account (£37.29) and then I put my phone down and realise I never checked the time and so I check it again and cannot resist the lure of Pocket camp once more even though I just picked the damn grapes and every sane human being obviously knows they take another 2 hours to re-grow.

For the sake of my brain and the sake of my little finger which has a permanent Samsung induced groove I decided to take action. When I was little, my Dad used to turn his Nokia 3210 off and lock it in a drawer before we went on holiday. He is a trailblazer of the modern world because in doing that he showed that he deserved to have a break which apparently is pretty radical. So I did like my Dad in 2002 and turned my phone off for 7 days and instead of jumping on the Brittany ferry for a rocky sail to France, I existed through a global pandemic and this is what I learnt:

  • I do not need every single app on my phone. Following my #detox I removed emails, Animal crossing, Good reads and Facebook and installed them on my tablet which stays at home. I can use these apps when I am sat on my sofa and not when on the go or trying to have a conversation with an actual human being
  • I do not need to reply to people straight away. No-one cared that I didn’t have my phone on which is either extremely rude or extremely reassuring. My therapist told me that when I get a message that I should read, reflect, respond instead of read, respond, reflect which has helped massively in my constant desire to agree to things that I don’t want to do
  • I am a better friend/partner/worker when my phone is off
  • I have more fun when my phone isn’t there. I am more present, curious, invested in those I am with or the space I am in
  • I have a better relationship with food and my body when I am not looking at my phone all the time
  • 90% of Instagram stories are boring unless they are by Jonathan Van Ness
  • I spend less money when I don’t have instant access to my bank accounts
  • I read way more books when I’m not online
  • I don’t need to be updated on every nuance of Covid-19 because when something big changes, I’ll know about it

I am not going to break up with my phone (because my life is infinitely better with Google maps) but we are definitely going to have some space. I am going to implement boundaries when it comes to my time and the access I allow people to have to me. I am going to share on my terms and I’m going to use the time I save on being a scroll zombie by re-watching Glee from the beginning and creating hilarious content from the v.problematic story lines that teen me was oblivious to because I was caught up in the exceptional harmonies of a high school show choir and you are all very welcome.

You deserve to take a break so put down your phone. Unless you are watching my Instagram stories and in that case please tell me I am funny first.

3 thoughts on “Going offline through a global pandemic

  1. I was reading something by psychologist Julia Samuels the other day who wrote about the need to share so much of ourselves with our friends online. She talked about how this often leads us to feel more exposed but equally less seen. If you have any 1000 followers for example and share how difficult your finding something and only one person reply’s this can make you feel really uncared about whereas if you
    We’re to just talk to the person you are with about what’s going on for you, you feel more connected and supported. Haven’t worded that very well but it’s an interesting idea and why I think having a personal account with just people you know and value is often a safer, truer place to belong.
    Sounds like your dad is a very wise man and putting your find away once in a while is good for the soul and wallet.

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    1. That is so interesting and definitely true. A personal space really feels safer in so many ways. I am really grateful that we met each other through Instagram and now are real life friends. Social media definitely has its benefits.

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