When I Needed to Escape My Life, I Scrolled Someone Else’s

Social media can be great.

It can connect individuals, family, and friends from worlds apart.

It can bring people with similar stories together, offer inspiration and love, and even be a place to gather in grief.

When used intentionally, it can be a beautiful tool.

But that’s exactly what it is - a tool.

And when misused, it can be straight-up harmful.

And I was misusing it. Regularly. Repeatedly.

Routinely disassociating into the algorithm.

Like… on what planet do I actually care about the best fried chicken in LA?

Shout out to the endless opportunities to make money in 2025, but to all the folks doing car food review videos: you really didn’t add anything meaningful to my life.

(But hey, if I ever do go on a food binge trip to LA, I know exactly where to go if I want to feel like shit from a grease-induced coma. So… thanks? LOL.)

All jokes aside, it’s actually kind of sad.

I would rather watch a stranger eat an obscene amount of food in their car… than live in my own skin.

That’s how sick I was.

That’s how sad I was.

That’s how worthless I believed I was.

And it got worse when I saw posts from people I knew and loved.

Seeing their lives move forward, careers thriving, families growing, smiles posted, while I felt stuck in the same dark place.

Why?

Why was I so unhappy?

Why couldn’t I climb out of it?

I had felt shitty before. So why couldn’t I just push through this time?

Slap on the smile. Fake it till you make it.

Life goes on, right?

The comparison game can get you when you’re high.

But when you’re low, when you’re unwell, burned out, disconnected from yourself, it cuts…

Deep.

Something in me finally clicked:

I can’t do this anymore.

I knew watching all of it, being that connected to everything but myself, was making me worse.

So I deleted everything.

Facebook? Gone.

Instagram? Bye.

Snapchat? Adios!

(Shout out to all the people who lost contact with me overnight, it was deeply personal, but not towards you!)

I left it all behind instantly. And I stayed off for 14 months.

(Okay, okay, full transparency, I did have a ghost Facebook account under an alias with no photo or info, just so I could use Marketplace. Because seriously… in today’s economy, how are we living without Marketplace? LOL.)

But during those 14 months, I went deep into my healing.

That space gave me room to focus on what actually mattered:

Learning how to live in my own skin.

Learning how to be in this weird little human flesh sack and maybe, even, enjoy it.

I won’t pretend it was all smooth sailing. I still have hard days. But now?

I’m actually having fun.

And I can say, without a doubt, that my life feels way better than anything I see online…

Because I’m actually living it.

Fully. Messily. From the heart.

When I started my BodyTalk practice, I was determined to build my remote business completely offline.

Sounds easy, right?

(LOL. It wasn’t.)

After 14 months off social media…

After a whole crap-ton of healing…

After a bunch of inner work I couldn’t even begin to describe in a blog post…

I realized something:

It’s time to use this tool differently.

Not from a place of proving or performing, but from a place of presence. Purpose. Truth.

So I got really clear on who I’m here to help.

Honestly? I believe every human, animal, and plant could benefit from BodyTalk.

But my people? My ideal clients?

They’re the sick version of me -  lost, scared, hopeless, disconnected, and searching.

The me who had no idea what was wrong, but knew something had to change.

The me who had her first BodyTalk session and felt everything shift.

That’s who I’m here for.

And now…

I’m back, baby.

As a newer, healthier, happier, upgraded version of myself.

I’m showing up again… on social media

To connect with like-minded humans (yeah, yeah, it’s cheesy),

To share my story,

To support others,

And maybe even to help change the f*cking world.

You know. No big deal. HAHA.

So if any of this resonates…

If you’re cool with an amateur content creator who occasionally over-shares, definitely overuses f-bombs, and refuses to give you a Pinterest-perfect wellness brand…

Come hang out on Instagram: @bodytalkwithkrista

Or follow my random thoughts on Threads: @bodytalkwithkrista

Not on social right now?

That’s cool. That’s badass.

You can stay right here.

Real thoughts, honest reflections, and reminders that you’re not alone.