My grandparents are in their 90s and they’ve never used the internet or a smartphone. They just simply chose not to, even though they’ve had the past like 20 years to do so.
It must have been so peaceful to live in a time without the internet or even the amount of news we see on tv nowadays. Imagine all the things people didn’t have to know.
But me, I’ve been chronically online since we put a Gateway computer in our house. I’ve feel like I’ve seen enough, heard enough, read enough, and watched enough to last me lifetimes. I’ve met hundreds of people I never would’ve met – only I met them virtually.
My life, my circle, my level of just knowing things is huge because of the internet.
But it’s normal to me. I grew up on social media and now I work in the field. I can’t escape it, and I need to stay on it to stay updated on the last trends for my career.
To be someone who isn’t chronically online must be a much more peaceful existence. They don’t know what #OOTD means and it doesn’t matter. They don’t know what Gen Z is into unless they actually know a couple of Gen Z’s themselves. They don’t care that Elon Musk is dismantling Twitter or if it’s a bones or no bones day.
I like my life, I like being knowledgeable in my field. But sometimes I wish it was a bit quieter, that being chronically online wasn’t something I relied on so much.