There was a period of time after I deleted facebook, and more relevant, instagram, where my brain was still in "posting mode." I saw my life through the lens of my iphone camera and with "caption glasses" on. Everything was material to be posted about, not a life to be living in. Now, I'm being a bit extreme. It wasn't that intense. But it was my normal at the time to see something happening and a) want to take a picture, b) want to post and caption that picture, and c) want to hear all the feedback from friends, family, and acquaintances. But I had stopped doing that and slowly that brain setting turned off. I don't take nearly as many pictures any more, which I think is ok. If something happens that I want to share, I call my mom (or dad, sisters, friends, neighbors) and tell them about it or send them a picture in a messaging app. It's cool. I like it. And since my brain has detoxed, I've found that I can just enjoy what's going on in front of me for what is actually happening and who I am with rather than for what it looks like. It's gotten weird. It's gotten hooyah. And I love that.
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