I put myself on social media detox & I am slowly combusting

This post is going to be all over the place because I was so used to having an outlet (or more) for bits and pieces of my daily thoughts so please bear with me. I am one hundred percent looking through my notes and I am going to word vomit in a bit. So hear me out.

Before I start, I finally made a No skip tay’s songs playlist on Apple Music and they are literally my no-skip favourites because I haven’t skipped any of the songs–not even once. So yeay me. And yes, I’m listening to the playlist as I’m typing this.

My husband got me coffee. It’s 11:42 pm and I’m drinking coffee and I am already sleep-deprived after pulling an all-nighter watching Shukri Yahaya’s drama and I just know, deep in my heart, that I’m going to be even more sleep-deprived tomorrow.

You know, I did a social media detox once. It was March 2022, I had just given birth six months prior to my youngest, and I was at the lowest of lows with two kids under two at just 26 years old. I was seeing all my friends having the time of their lives without kids and I was coming from a place of inadequacy I guess. Like why was I in this position (I was prepared for one baby, my second one is totally an accident uhm). I quite literally wanted to die. I lived in an apartment at that time. I called my mom screaming and crying one too many times. She had to come and helped me. I wanted to jump off the balcony. It was that bad. I am traumatised until now. That might be why I don’t want anymore kids. I mean if God blesses me with one more baby then that’s fine by me but I am actively not trying to get pregnant. My kids are 6 and 5. I am 31. I am too old to get pregnant. My back pain is killing me every day.

So anyway, the detox lasted about three weeks. I came back stronger and better. This time, though, I’m planning to quit social media indefinitely. I am not going to disappear forever–God forbids I stopped blogging–I just don’t want to chronically be online and give people an easy access to reach me. Instagram and Threads are the worst. My tapping on those app icons every time I unlock my phone is muscle memory by now. It’s the worst thing ever. I do not need to know most of the things I consume on those apps. Proof? It’s been five days since I quit social media and I am still breathing despite not knowing what my friends are having for lunch or what kind of coffee they buy or whatever mundane things they are up to on the daily basis. Although, I must say that I love seeing those updates. I don’t follow strangers on my Instagram. They are all my friends whom destiny line intersected mine, once upon a time. It’s nice to see them all happy and thriving in their lives.

I am a stay-at-home mom. I do not work from home. I don’t have a side income because I am lazy. I own a blog since 2008. That’s 18 years ago. Can you guess what I am? A chronic oversharer eldest daughter who thrives on spitting words out for the whole world to read. In a way, posting on social media is a medium for me to vent and rant. So quitting them cold turkey might seem outrageous at first. It was, though. The morning after I deleted those apps, I made breakfast bagel. It was so good, I wanted to share it but obviously I couldn’t. So I took a photo and sent it to my husband. He should be my outlet for now.

(I finally learned how to use a lighter so now I’m lighting up my candles regularly. I love it. Why didn’t I learn sooner? The risk of burning my fingers is totally worth it.)

BTW, please watch Running Point on Netflix if you love a badass female CEO. Nevermind it’s Kate Hudson. It took me a few hours to binge season 2 in one sitting. It is that good.

Here’s what I wrote in my small notebook the first morning of my detox.

day 1 social media detox
1. always reaching for my phone
2. feels like my phone has no purpose
3. made my bed, did some reading, catch up with gossip harbor game, wear mask. came down at 8:45 am.
4. read while having breakfast
5. feels like updating my daily life, so I updated hubs instead
6. mind feels clearer. I feel calmer.
7. I don’t need to know about everyone.

excerpt from everyday ereen’s muji pocketnote dated april 23rd 2026.

To be continued.