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Quitting Instagram: A Dark and Stormy Journey (Thanks Rory)

It was a dark stormy night, moonlight illuminating the streets, when I decided to take the plunge and quit Instagram.



And let me tell you, it was not an easy decision.


But you see, my online friend Rory (he/him) had inspired me with his own decision to quit the platform.


Now, you might be thinking, "But wait, Rory had the perfect Instagram feed. I mean, good lighting, perfect filters, really really aesthetic pictures. Why would he leave such a beautiful feed behind?"


But no, Rory left Instagram, and let me tell you, I was secretly mad at him. Like, really mad. Because thanks to Rory, my ability to simp over Timothee Chalamet had been ruined.


But I digress. Let's talk about the dark and stormy night in question.



I was sitting in my bed, scrolling through my feed, feeling the weight of the world on my shoulders.


The constant need to have the perfect aesthetic, the pressure to have the perfect life, it was all too much.


And then I thought of Rory. He had quit Instagram and he was still surviving.


So, with a heavy heart and a sense of dread, I hit that "delete account" button.


And let me tell you, the first few days were rough.


I felt like a part of me was missing.


I found myself reaching for my phone, only to realize that I couldn't just scroll through my feed to pass the time.


But as the days went on, I started to realize that life was happening all around me, and I didn't need Instagram to be a part of it.


But don't get me wrong, there were moments of weakness.


I would find myself stalking my old friends and scrolling through my old posts, longing for the good old days.


But then I would remind myself of the dark and stormy night, and the weight of the world that had been lifted from my shoulders.


So, to all of you out there considering quitting Instagram, I say go for it.



It may be a dark and stormy road, but trust me, the weight of the world will be lifted from your shoulders.


And as for Rory, well, he may have ruined Timothee Chalamet for me, and his perfect Instagram feed, but he also gave me the gift of freedom. So, I guess I'll forgive him.


Love,

Aayushi Satam.

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