I don't remember how to blog. It took me awhile to even remember where my blog was and how to access it but...here it is. Please ignore all the About Me section...that needs to be updated from a lifetime ago...so why a blog?
I deactivated my main Facebook page. My business page is still up (Tigerbee Arts) and I remote update it so the art fun lives on and anyone interested in following/collecting can still contact me there.
I don't know how often I'll blog here but I did want to let everyone know:
1. I didn't delete you. I deactivated my account for a bit.
2. I also deactivated Messenger but you can message me via Tigerbee Arts facebook or email me: djtigerbee@electriclollipop.com
3. Miss all my stupid updates? Lies! But Im on instagram and when I warm up to the crowd there I might get funny again. So, Im two people on instagram...the real silly me complete with cats and grievances with tiny pizzas is @djtigerbee
The very professional me with her hair in a librarian bun and showing only her artwork and not one plate of food is @galleryrodriguez
So Im still online...I just took myself off the toxic minefield of Facebook.
I found myself enthralled with people going through divorces and throwing poop on each others lawns. I found myself in a black veil daily mourning strangers pets and family members. (Not being funny- this stuff depressed me DAILY). I found myself reading long Jerry Springer like threads where local girls were jumping on other local girls and I would check in to see who said what.... is that entertainment?
Add into it the politics that never took a break and the meme regurgitation that never stopped and I was feeling like somehow I was living at my lowest level= not really living. When I got the feeling I could no longer express myself I decided a break was in order. A break of indefinite time. So without fanfare I clicked my way into deactivation land. And here I am. Life after Facebook. As a steady Facebook addict since it first started (haikoo zoo and scrabulous anyone?) I'm surprised that I don't feel the need to log in. I dont miss the drama of people I dont know. Useless detritus doesn't float in my headspace and memes aren't drilled into my grey matter making me feel dumb.
I've taken to reading books, studying meditation, working out, finding real life things to do (free tai chi and Quigong classes next week!) and PAINTING even more than I did! Productivity is up, spirits are up, my brain is thanking me for using it again, my spirit is glad it left everyones therapy sessions because it needs its own therapy and it's nice to not feel there is an audience watching and reacting. Im reprogramming myself as a real human again. Years in screen land with all its misunderstandings and disconnectedness can really mess you up.
This weekend is all painting and Pow Wows 🌞🎨 grab life.....it runs pretty quick.
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