I lost the habit of using social media.
In fact, if someone looks at my profiles, they will probably find something very simple: few followers, little activity, and long silences between one post and another. Not because I have nothing to say, but because many times I have felt that real life demands more of my presence than the digital world does.
We live in a time where it seems that if you don’t post, you don’t exist. If you don’t show what you’re doing, no one values it. If you don’t have thousands of followers, your voice seems to carry less weight. But I have not always known how — or wanted — to live under that pressure.
Sometimes, I disconnect.
I disconnect from the numbers, from the likes, from the need to appear busy, successful, interesting, or happy all the time. I disconnect from that showcase where everyone seems to be winning, traveling, growing, shining… even though no one really knows what each person is carrying behind the screen.
I have a tattoo on my right wrist: an airplane followed by a line that looks like a heartbeat. At first, to me, it meant that life is a journey; that it passes quickly; that it has ups and downs, turbulence, and moments of calm.
But over time, it came to mean something more.
That little airplane also reminds me that sometimes, in life, we have to put ourselves on airplane mode. Turn off the noise. Step away for a moment from what is shallow. Distance ourselves from comparison. Stop looking so much outward so we can listen again to what is happening within.
I don’t have a huge community on social media. I don’t post every day. I don’t always know how to sell my image or maintain a constant presence. But when I write, when I create, when I think about my projects, when I work on my businesses, my books, my ideas, and the person I want to become, I understand that not all growth happens in front of an audience.
Some processes need silence.
There are versions of ourselves that are not built through exposure, but through discipline. Through solitude. Through mistakes. Through pauses. Through days when no one applauds, but you keep trying anyway.
Sometimes I feel I would be more successful if I showed everything I live and do on social media. I know enough about marketing to understand that social media is not necessarily negative; it is also an opportunity.
It’s just that everyone finds their own moment to express themselves.
Some people do it when the opportunity arrives. Others, like me, do it when they are ready.
For now, during this time away from social media, I have felt very happy — happier than ever. Disconnecting from social media was not disappearing. I think it was connecting more.
It has reminded me that my value does not depend on how many people follow me, but on where I am walking toward.
And maybe one day I will have more followers, more reach, more presence. But I don’t want to lose myself in the attempt to be seen. I would rather build something real, even if it takes more time.
Because disconnecting is not always giving up.
Sometimes, disconnecting is the only way to reconnect with what truly matters.
We must disconnect in order to reconnect.
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