Happy insomnia everyone! This week has been so all over the place, coming back from a fab friend’s San Diego bachelorette party—we literally ended up seeing Fetty Wap, front row, 100% unplanned—to traveling back to KC, to having to travel back to my dad’s farm to help him out. From Fetty Wap to farm….that’s a broad range! Perhaps it’s no wonder I’ve been having terrible insomnia tonight as my mind unspirals. However, the second I finally got my eyes to close and start to drift, the (boring) podcast I was listening to for sleepy white noise mentioned Instagram and I shot up in bed, grabbed my computer and drew up this post because…
it’s been a YEAR since I deleted my Instagram!
To clarify, I’m not sure if today is exactly one year. I didn’t conduct a funeral with a little miniature headstone noted with the date of deletion and how many likes and followers I came to rest in peace with. No, if you want to hear more about that specific awakening, check out my post-insta-mortem article I wrote last year.
Some of you who have been following me for a long time and saw the former IG feed have probably wondered, perhaps aloud, “Wow, Elise really isn’t modeling anymore, she’s not blogging as much, she must have suffered a decrease in activity since she deleted IG.” The answer to that is not easy. Yes, I have been doing less modeling over the past year, but that’s by design. The shoots and shows that I do are either booked through my agency, planned as a fun hang out creative session with friends, or a combination of both—friends/designers/business owners who want to work with me because we vibe in person and I created a working impression. So yes, I have been modeling less since deleting IG.
Here’s what I have been doing more of. Prioritizing my true friends and family. Singing karaoke for the first time at a random bar in Denver. Climbing mountains. Road tripping through the night delirious with the lack of sleep, watching the neon gas station lights give way to technicolor sunrise desert. Giving old grudges the chance to become new friends. Cartwheeling in the front yard in the soft Napa night while waiting for an uber. Being wild for my soul instead of my “stories.” Ultimately, seeing the empty spaces in my mind’s energy and filling them with a new, second career helping others.
One year free…these are the questions I get asked the most: Do you miss it? and, Will you ever reactivate your account?
To answser the first question, very bluntly—no. It’s been great not having that added distraction. I used to get FOMO from friends posting to their IG stories, but now, the friends who know me well and have stories with me in them are great about saving and sharing with me the best moments.
The second question, reactivation. Simply, nope, not possible. I didn’t deactivate, I did a hard delete. This makes people very uncomfortable; in fact, today I literally heard an interview of a chick on the radio who was sobbing (sobbing!) because her IG got hard deleted. But for me, I wanted to challenge myself. It was difficult to do, but quickly became easy, I don’t regret it, and, yes, I’m ok. ;)