Why I Deactivated My Twitter Account

Why I Deactivated My Twitter Account

It's an addiction, really.

140 characters or less- to say what?

At this point, anything and everything. By the end of 2016, the social media site averaged at 317 million active users, trailing behind Facebook's 1.79 billion. People all over the world use Twitter to follow friends, family, and famous people, and for the last decade, it's grown immensely in adolescent and millennial popularity.

So, what's all the fuss about? Well, my understanding is that when a new form of social media makes a sudden appearance, young people flock to it for a few reasons.

1. Everyone is talking about it, so people want to see what's up.

2. People like the opportunity to be first and/or use it as an opportunity to become internet famous by gaining likes and followers.

3. Teens and young adults like their "safe space," where relatives can't monitor their every move.

Because older generations tend to stray away from new and seemingly complicated forms of social media, millennials like to take advantage of being able to tweet whatever they want without their parents' knowledge. Everyone who is anyone is always on it, updating people on their moods, meals, thoughts, and trivial daily activities, all the time.

It's an addiction, really. And I, myself, fell victim to it like any other average person out there. Not a day went by that I wasn't scrolling through my feed for hours on end, checking for a few minutes several times a day. After a while, it gets draining to see the same things over and over again.

There comes a point in time where you realize that no one gives a shit what minor inconvenience triggered you on campus or what song lyrics best describes your not-so-subtle feelings today. I think it's the limited amount of allotted characters that contribute to the urge to post insignificant updates all too frequently.

I'm also a strong advocate for facing my problems in real life and not passive aggressively "sub-tweeting" about people and things that are bothering me. It's important to me that my loved ones know how I feel, and that people who should not be involved mind their own business. Because I appreciate the same respect of privacy from them, I stray away from splattering my personal matters all over the bulletin board for the public eye.

Don't get me wrong, I still use Facebook and Snapchat, and I love certain aspects of social media, like the ability to stay in touch with my family and friends and share my own exciting news with the world at the push of a few buttons. And if Twitter is how you stay connected, then by all means, keep tweeting. It's just not for me anymore.

I thought deleting it would leave me with a lot of bored time considering how much time it kills without you even realizing it, but since I deactivated my account, I haven't been bored in days, nor have I been glued to my phone. In the hours I'd spend laying on my bed, avoiding productivity, I've gotten shit done. The impulse to fall into the trance of distraction is now null and void.

I've finally started cooking for myself, reading (yes, actual books), going for walks to museums and to the gym, and have stayed on top of preparation for the upcoming semester. I'm not saying deleting one of your many social media accounts will magically change your life, but believe me, it's a start.

I've never felt better since reconnecting with reality — I rely more on myself than other people to discover news, trivia, and entertainment. I'm less concerned about what's going on in everyone else's lives and more focused on my own.

No longer do I need to tweet about "what's happening" — If it's necessary, I'd much rather say it to your face.

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To The Boy Who Will Love Me Next

If you can't understand these few things, leave before things get too involved

To the boy that will love me next, I need you to know and understand things about me and my past. The things I have been though not only have shaped the person I’ve become, but also sometimes controls my life. In the past I’ve been used, abused, and taken for granted, and I want something real this time. The guys before you were just boys; they didn’t know how to treat me until it was too late. They didn’t understand how to love me, until I broke my own heart. Before you truly decide to love me I want you to understand these things.

When I tell you something, please listen.

I’m my own person, I want to be loved a certain way. If I ask you to come over and watch movies with me please do it, if I ask for you to leave me alone for a few hours because it’s a girl’s night please do it. I don’t just say things to hear my own voice, I say things to you because it’s important to my life and the way I want to be loved. I’m not a needy person when it comes to being loved and cared for, but I do ask for you to do the small things that I am say.

Forgive my past.

My past is not a pretty brick road, it is a highway that has a bunch of potholes and cracks in it. I have a lot of baggage, and most of it you won’t understand. But don’t let my past decided whether you want to love me or not. My past has helped form who I am today, but it does not define who I am. My past experiences might try and make an appearance every once in a while, but I will not go back to that person I once was, I will not return to all that hurt I once went though. When I say those things, I’m telling the complete and honest truth. I relive my past every day, somethings haunt me and somethings are good reminds. But for you to love me, I need you to accept my past, present and future.

I’m just another bro to the other guys.

I have always hung out with boys, I don’t fit in with the girl groups. I have 10 close girlfriends, but the majority of my friends are guy, but don’t let this scare you. If I wanted to be with one of my guy friends I would already be with him, and if you haven’t noticed I don’t want them because I’m with you. I will not lose my friendships with all my guy friends to be able to stay with you. I will not cut off ties because you don’t like my guy friends. I have lost too many buddies because of my ex-boyfriends and I promised myself I wouldn’t do that again. If you don’t like how many guy friends I have you can leave now. Don’t bother trying to date me if you can accept the fact I’m just another bro.

I might be a badass, but I actually have a big heart.

To a lot of people I come off to be a very crazy and wild girl. I will agree I can be crazy and wild, but I’m more than that. I’m independent, caring, responsible, understanding, forgiving, and so such more type of woman. Many people think that I’m a badass because I don’t take any negatively from anyone. Just like we learned when we were younger, “if you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say it at all.” Most people can’t do that in today’s world, so I stick up for myself and my friends. I don’t care what anyone thinks about me, or their option on how I live my life. The only thing I care about is being able to make myself happy. Even though I’m an independent woman, understand that I do have a big heart. Honesty when I truly care for someone I will do just about anything they ask, but don’t take advantage of this. Once you take advantage of this part of me, all respect will be lost for you.

I’m hard to love.

Sometimes I want to be cuddle and get attention, and sometimes I don’t want you to talk to me for a couple hours. Sometimes I want you to take me out for a nice meal, but sometimes I want a home cooked meal. Every day is different for me, sometimes I change my mind every hour. My mood swings are terrible on certain days, and on those days you should probably just ignore me. I’m not easy to love, so you’ll either be willing to find a way to love me, or you’ll walk out like so many others have.

I’m scared.

I’m scared to love someone again. I’ve been hurt, heartbroken, and beat to the ground in my past relationships. I want to believe you are different, I want to hope things will truly work out, but every relationship has always ended up the same way. I’m scared to trust someone, put my whole heart into them, just to be left and heartbroken again. I sick and tired of putting my whole body and soul into someone for them to just leave when it is convenient for them. If you want to love me, understand it won’t be easy for me to love you back.

When “I’m done.”

When I say “I’m done” I honestly don’t mean that I’m done. When I say that it means I need and want you to fight for me, show me why you want to be with me. I need you to prove that I’m worth it and there’s no one else but me. If I was truly done, I would just walk away, and not come back. So if I ever tell you, “I’m done,” tell me all the reasons why I’m truly not done.

For the boy who will love me next, the work is cut out for you, you just have to be willing to do it. I’m not like other girls, I am my own person, and I will need to be treated as such. For the boy that will love me next, don’t bother with me unless you really want to be with me. I don’t have time to waste on you if you aren’t going to try and make something out of us. To the boy who will love me next, the last thing I would like to say is good luck, I have faith in you.

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