Social media is overwhelming. Every notification, every like, every retweet.
Sometimes, it’s all a bit too much for me.
While I am an avid user of social media, always sharing stories I find interesting and tweeting my latest observations, spending too much time on social media has made me marginally antisocial.
The Definition of Social Media
According to English Oxford Dictionaries, the definition of social media is: websites and applications that enable users to create and share content or to participate in social networking.
Sure, social media helps me to stay connected with the outside world even if I’m holed up in my apartment for an entire weekend. I can still like a photo of my best friend and comment “I miss you!” without seeing him for months at a time. So I am still being social?
I don’t get it.
Looking through rose-colored filters and forgetting how we got there
Since social media started to grow in popularity in the early 2000s, we have slowly become a society with bad posture, obsessed with staring at a tiny screen, endlessly scrolling during inappropriate times like crossing the street or during a movie. Sometimes we catch ourselves scrolling on our cell phones and don’t even remember how or why we got to that point.
We’re consuming so much information 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, we are beginning to lose our short-term and long-term memories. Too busy replying to that tweet about the latest trending topic. Too busy Snapchatting that entire concert. Too busy finding the right Instagram filter for our selfies.
Before we know it, that amazing sunset that lit up the evening sky is gone. So now we have to scroll back in our pictures on our phone to remember what it looked like before we upped the contrast, selected the Valencia filter, and patiently waited for the hearts to appear.
When I was growing up, social media didn’t exist and I’m grateful for that.
Sure, I sound a bit cliche, but it was easier before the days of social media. My friends knew what I was doing because we talked on the phone. We had sleepovers and rode our bikes around the neighbourhood until the sky was dark and we had to go home.
When someone was genuinely concerned about my well-being, they weren’t commenting “what happened?” on a Facebook status, they were right beside me telling me that it would be okay.
With all this unlimited access to my friends’ stream of consciousness thoughts, does it really bring us closer?
Maybe I’ll tweet about it and ask my 508 followers what they think.