I used to blog all the time. I had this blog I had a blog dedicated to my kidney donation. I wrote a lot. It helped me process and feel and sharing helped me and sometimes it helped others who reached out to let me know they understood what I was going through and then social media showed up and all the writing I had done I transferred there. It was lovely to have a community and an audience and get likes and comments in real time in a more confined space and I loved all that but I also realized that social media can be addictive and negative and I’d spend time wondering if anyone would respond or care about what I was writing about or see the real me as opposed to my online persona. I never imagined I would let go of social media, but I could feel it’s toxicity and realized I needed to step away for a moment. 
That moment has grown into weeks. Honestly, I don’t really miss it. There are plenty of times I think that I would like to share but then I think share with whom? Maybe it’s enough to own my things for myself, and not need to share out so loud and so often. There is something so performative about sharing online and that is neither good nor bad, but maybe not sharing and just being is a better fit for right now.