I don’t usually see it at first.
The signs begin subtly, like a familiar fatigue that persists despite rest. I scroll longer but feel empty. I start comparing rather than connecting. I feel like I’m behind, that I should be doing more, yet I lack the motivation to start.
That’s when I realize it’s time to unplug.
Not only from social media, but from anything that takes me out of myself. The noise. Validation seeking. The constant pressure to be productive. Even the urge to keep creating when my heart feels dry.
When I feel scattered, I unplug. When I lose control of my own rhythm. When my body tenses, my thoughts become rigid. I don’t wait for burnout anymore. I notice it earlier now. I don’t always succeed, but I try.
When I unplug, I get back to simple things:
- A slow walk without my phone.
- A long shower without a sense of urgency.
- Pen and paper—writing with no audience or outcome.
- Music. Books. Blank space. Silence.
Unplugging isn’t an escape. It’s a return to serenity, peace, and the gentle rhythm of who I am beneath all that noise.
And when I come back, I come back clearer. Lighter. More like myself.
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