Rediscovering Creativity: My Journey Living Without Social Media

I’ve been living without social media for a short while now, and I’m not sure when I’ll go back. Now, when I mention social media, I’m talking about apps like Instagram, Facebook, and TikTok. On the other hand, I understand blogging is a form of social media—one of the original types, actually. Yet at the same time blogging also feels different from the daily social media I became so accustomed to using.

You see, living in a space where I can focus on what I love—storytelling and crafting stories with words—makes me feel happy, good and centered. Coming back to my blog excites me, especially when I found a few new comments from what appear to be real people—perhaps those who follow me on the social media accounts I’m not currently using.

The Resistance of Living Without Social Media

I faced a lot of resistance leading up to this lifestyle change. For one thing, I had many conversations with myself about it. Then, I had select conversations with other people in my life—each raising their eyebrows at my ideas in some way, including Mr. Sexy himself. But hey, I get it. I raised my eyebrows at myself, too.

Interestingly, the coaching program I’m currently involved in provided the most intense resistance. I felt like I spent my entire coaching time defending my choices. At the time, I said, “Bring on the questions, I’m here for it!” However, that resistance made me more steadfast in my decision, right or wrong.

Evolving Beyond The Sexy Lady 

Now that a small amount of time passed since then, I can confidently say this decision to live without social media feels right for me. And here’s the thing: I’ve been creating content online since my early 20s through the blogging space and then it morphed from there. It wasn’t until I found Pure Romance that I learned how to market myself online.

Then here’s what happened: My personal life kept moving forward, and I completely lost sight of my purpose—the purpose I want to carry with me as I look towards my 40s in the next few years. You see, a few years ago my purpose felt strong, I could visualize my future, understand my ideal client and exactly how to market myself towards her.

Then I chose to pour all my energy into my family. I had none left for business, marketing, or even being on social media to post for fun. (What is posting for fun anyway? A waste of energy, if you ask me.) You see, over the years I built a reputation for myself as the Sexy Lady selling different sex products and experiences. My audience expects something from me, I think. But I don’t know what that is, and to be honest, I don’t think I care anymore.

Living Without Social Media Allows Me to Embrace My Creative Voice

I’m learning a lot about creativity and spirituality, and I realize I’ve been creating for someone else for a long time. Long gone are the days when I created something because I wanted to—because it’s what I felt or needed to express.

The voices that shamed my creative spirit are my parents, my brothers, other family members, and trolls on the internet. Those voices all aim to cut me down. They still roam in my mind, and one day I’m sure I will be able to kick them out of my head for good. For now, though, I’ve learned to dull those voices and practice replacing them with MY motherfucking voice.

One of the things being a Christian taught me is that I’m not in charge of me.

By that, I mean my goal of existence as a Christian is to serve God and honor God above all else, above myself. Trust God, not myself. Trust God first and foremost, and all the answers to life will be provided—well, maybe not all of them. But at the very least, there can be solace in the hand of God that can change anything he wants with the zap of a forefinger. (A young pastor literally taught this idea in church right before we left that church.)

So, all that to say, I have a lot of reasons to be living without social media right now. However, that doesn’t mean I don’t want to practice using my voice. Quite the contrary. I think being off social media helps me get back to me, finding my voice, and formulating what I really want to contribute to the world.

I know myself, and for me, I hear so many voices on social media that it’s hard to hear my own. And my voice matters. My story matters. My zeal for telling my stories matters, too. I’m sure I will be back on social media, probably soon.

Here’s the thing: I do enjoy social media. A lot. I love creating content for the platforms and watching how it connects with people so that I can create more like it. For me, what’s the point of creating if nobody applauds, much less notices? And this, my friend, is why I had to get the fuck off social media.

I must learn to let myself create for me and no one else.

When I created for myself a long time ago, I experienced connection and growth, and most of all, a deep sense of fulfillment. I think it’s okay that I want accolades from the art I put into the world. I think that’s normal and even positive. However, what haunts me are those nasty critics. I need to be able to stand strong in my Bitch Tits and continue to do more and more and more of what I want to do.

My journey of living without social media has been enlightening and liberating. It has allowed me to reconnect with my true passions—storytelling and creative expression—without the distractions and pressures of online platforms. While the decision was met with resistance and skepticism, both internally and from others, it has reinforced my commitment to authenticity and personal growth. By stepping away from social media, I’m finding clarity in my purpose and a renewed sense of self-confidence. Moving forward, I am eager to continue nurturing my creativity, sharing my stories, and embracing a life guided by genuine connections and inner fulfillment. Whether I return to social media or not, I’m determined to prioritize my voice and values, staying true to what truly matters to me.