Why I Quit Social Media
Jun 14, 2025
Today I Quit — But Not in the Way You Think
This morning, while getting ready for the day, I had a moment of clarity:
I’ve been consuming far more than I’ve been creating.
And not just a little more — a lot more.
You know that quiet pull you feel when something's off but you can’t quite name it? That’s been lingering in the background for weeks. Maybe even months. It finally spoke loud enough today, and I couldn’t ignore it anymore.
So today, I’m quitting.
But not in the way you might think.
I’m not throwing my phone in a lake. I’m not deleting every app. I’m not going full hermit.
But I am stepping away from mindless scrolling, comparison loops, and the constant hum of everyone else’s ideas filling up the space where mine are supposed to live.
You see, creation energy and consumption energy?
They are not the same.
One brings you closer to who you really are.
The other can slowly dilute you—if you’re not careful.
I’m in a season of life where I crave more intention.
More focus.
More quiet.
More of me.
Not the curated, polished, “let me post a clever caption” version of me—but the one who wakes up with questions, wrestles with truth, and dares to say something real even if no one likes it.
The kind of content I want to create from here on out?
It doesn’t just entertain.
It challenges assumptions.
It heals.
It frees.
But I can’t create that kind of content if I’m too entangled in the noise of everyone else’s highlight reel.
So I’m choosing to quit—
Not because I don’t love social media. I do. I love the way it connects us, inspires us, opens doors.
I’m quitting because I love myself more.
I love what I’m building more.
I love what’s trying to come through me more.
And the truth is, I can’t fully hear myself—my thoughts, my convictions, my creativity—if I’m always plugged in to someone else’s.
So for now, I’m pressing pause on consuming.
And I’m saying yes to creating.
Not perfectly.
Not publicly (yet).
But from a place that’s honest, whole, and aligned.
Because the world doesn’t need more noise.
It needs more truth.
And mine’s been waiting patiently.