Goodbye my friend
In 36 hours, I’m deactivating Instagram again.
I tried to do it after my planned 2-3 days, but they wouldn’t let me. Once you reactivate, you’re stuck for a week.
I’m still getting new email subscribers every day, and it’s nice to get back in the mix with everyone again. Part of me wants to stick around. A couple of times a day, I think to myself “maybe it’s not so bad. Maybe I should stay.”
But then I sit down to work and remember why I left.
My attention is scattered.
It’s not as bad as it used to be, but it’s still a problem.
The good news is I don’t feel the same compulsion to stir shit up when I’m bored.
But I don’t like what it’s doing to my mind.
My intention was to only be there for 48 hours, so I didn’t make a plan for how I was going to use it.
But now that I’ve felt its impact on me again, I understand how important it is to be strategic in my use of it when I come back.
There are three things I want to do:
Strengthen the connection with my audience
Keep them fascinated with my character
Drive email subscriptions
My favorite way accomplish these goals is doing AMA’s (Ask Me Anything) in my Stories.
I did one yesterday, and someone asked me:
“You said you were nervous about seeing your old content. How was it?”
Here’s my response. (57s)
Part of me wants to delete the whole god damn account this time — not just temporarily deactivate.
Do I really want new clients seeing all that? What about when friends or family of a romantic partner Google me?
Would they ask her “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU THINKING?”
🤷🏻♂️
But I have more than 6,000 posts going back to 2011.
Momentous periods of my life are chronicled there.
Businesses and relationships being built.
Ideas being developed. Thousands of profound testimonials.
Yoga Sex Rock God being born.
It’s a lot.
I could do it all over again.
But then again, when Netflix produces the documentary about me, it would be a shame if they weren’t able to use the old footage.
We’ll see.