I left social media for almost a decade...

..I'm Back with Intention 😎

No more scrolling. I'm here to connect and share honestly.

In 2017, I was on a vacation in Stowe, Vermont. The kind of trip I'd been counting down to for weeks...mountains, fresh air, the promise of finally slowing down.

I woke up on the first morning to sunlight coming through the window. It was beautiful...and the very first thing I did was reach for my phone and open Facebook.

Not intentionally. Not because something important was happening. Just...automatically. The way you reach for a glass of water without thinking about it, except I wasn't thirsty for anything on that screen.

That's when it hit me. I was on a vacation that I thought would bring me peace, and I couldn't even be present for the first five minutes of it.

Here's what was actually going on underneath all that scrolling: I was struggling with my career direction, with surface-level relationships that didn't quite feel right, with a low-level exhaustion I couldn't shake. I wasn't sure what I wanted or who I was becoming. And rather than sitting with any of that discomfort...I'd fill every quiet moment with my phone. (I don't even think we called it "doom scrolling" back then, but that's exactly what it was.)

The social media scrolling wasn't causing my problems, but it was keeping me from ever having to face them.

When I realized this, I deleted the Facebook app. Problem solved, right?

Nope. I just started typing the URL into my browser instead. Same scrolling, different door. If anything, the fact that I went looking for it even after removing the easy access was a louder signal than the scrolling itself...I definitely had an addiction to using social media as a distraction from discomfort.

So, I deleted my profile entirely.

And here's the part that surprised me most...for weeks after, I would still catch myself automatically opening a browser and navigating to Facebook. Even though there was nothing there anymore. The habit was that deep. The need to avoid my own thoughts was that strong.

Slowly, though...something shifted. Without the escape hatch, I had to actually sit with myself. Sitting with the boredom, with the discomfort, and with the questions I'd been drowning out.

It was incredibly uncomfortable. But it was also the beginning of something I didn't know I needed.

Leaving social media wasn't really about social media. It was about realizing I had become a stranger to myself...and that I was doing everything I could to avoid the silence where I might have to face that.

It's been almost 10 years. And yes...I'm back.

But I'm back as a different person. I've spent the years since doing the work of actually understanding myself...my purpose, my values, what I need to feel whole.

I recently left my corporate career to build something I believe in deeply: helping others to also develop self-fluency, so they don't have to spend years feeling lost the way I was.

I'm not here to scroll anymore. I'm here to connect and share honestly.

I'll be real...it's slightly terrifying. I spent almost a decade keeping my life incredibly private. Putting myself out there feels vulnerable in ways I didn't expect. But I believe nobody should have to struggle alone trying to figure out who they are. And if sharing what I've learned helps even one person feel less alone in that...then it's worth every uncomfortable moment of being seen.

So here I am. Fully here this time.