Just deactivated Instagram. I had no posts on there and used it primarily as a way to receive and respond to memes and reels my girlfriend sends me.

Not the first time I’ve deactivated it and can’t guarantee I won’t revisit it, but after spending just a bit of time on Nostr, Instagram felt like pure intellectual poison. Digitally social heroin.

Sometimes we don’t know how bad something makes us feel until we encounter a moment of relief from it. Once the clarity of that moment sets in, we can’t unsee it.