I had never realised how much of a social media junkie I was until instagram died about this time last Saturday… I really didn’t know what to do with myself.  For a long time I have been convincing myself that I could go without facebook, twitter and instagram whenever I needed to, but the events of last Saturday make me think perhaps I was wrong.  Time after time I found myself refreshing the screen waiting for something to happen… but nothing did, I know I could have looked at people’s pictures on facebook or twitter, or heaven forbid just engage in real life, but it just didn’t feel right.  I missed instagram.  Even as I went to bed on Saturday night I hoped that instagram would be back to normal when I woke up because I wasn’t really sure what I would do without it… in fact since then I have only posted a ffew pictures, but as soon as it was gone it was like I had a million things to post… but now it just feels silly posting them late… a little wrong even…

I think perhaps I need to have a look at myself and perhaps address my addiction to social media… I don’t think it is good… I mean don’t get me wrong I love it… but I think maybe I feel a lot more connected to the world because of social media then I really am… I would much rather catch up with people and hang out then just pretend we did by doing some facebook stalking… yet the facebook stalk seems to fill that hole sometimes… surely that’s not right… maybe I need a break… maybe not… maybe I just need to be more aware of how much time I lose to social media, how often I feel the need to check it and whether I am letting the virtual versions of my friends replace the actual versions of them…