What Being on Social Media Has Taught Me About Mental Health (And How to Protect It Before You Spiral)

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Look, I love the internet, I am a yapper after all. I love memes. I love chaos.
I love that somewhere out there, someone is uploading a video of a raccoon stealing a bag of Cheetos in a way that feels personally healing.

But I also know this: if you stay online long enough, the internet will start feeling like that house in Coraline. Sure it’s beautiful at first, then suddenly your Other Mother is sewing buttons into your eyes and asking why you haven’t posted today.

I’ve been on social media for over a decade and here’s everything I’ve learned and what I do to protect MY peace.

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Rule number one – Stop treating your channels like a high school diary.
Stop airing your dirty laundry for the world to see. I say this for many reasons. Posting drama content can have several negative impacts on you from driving away your own community, getting fired for it, losing brand deals if you’re a creator and the negative impacts it has on your mental health. It’s also pretty childish.

I will stop following people if I see the majority of their content is just complaints about other people or the world. Be productive, post positivity, post resources for your community. The world has enough negativity in it, no need to dog pile it on.

The Algorithm Is Not Your Therapist
If I’m being honest, I’ve let my self-worth be decided by numbers on a dashboard more times than I care to admit. The dopamine hit of a viral post can sometimes be someone’s greatest high but unless you’ve tangled in marketing you don’t usually know what the aftermath is like.

Every marketer’s nightmare is viralty. Because the aftermath can be so depressing. You have to think about the influx of followers and engagement your account just went through. After you spike, your algorithm changes to service the new influx, you have to warm up the newcomers. It’s completely normal to see a “bombing” after a post goes viral but the advice is not to freak out, don’t change anything you’re doing. Just know this is a part of the journey.

I mainly check my analytics just to see what’s working. I don’t focus on anything beyond that.

Not Every Comment Deserves a Reply
Early on, I thought it was my duty to respond to every comment. Then I realized some people aren’t commenting to connect, they’re commenting to pick a fight, prove a point, or drop unsolicited opinions like they’re leaving flaming bags of dog poop on my porch. Or even worst, they’re just using your space to promote their products or agenda.

What I learned: silence is free. So is the block button.
Protect yourself: I give myself a daily “comment budget”, I respond to the ones that feel good and leave the rest to the void. We are only human and it’s completely unrealistic to think you can have 500 conversations every single day. (The same applies to your dms, you DO NOT have to respond to every single one.)

Your Brain Needs Off-Duty Hours
I batch content and I’m not afraid to admit it. I do not have the bandwidth some days for posting or creativity. I will sometimes batch a ton of content (schedule out a bunch of posts) when I need to. I jot down thoughts or content ideas in my notes app or write them down in a notebook.

If I don’t, my creativity tank runs out faster if I never clock out.
Protect yourself: I now have hard “no posting” days each week where I can live life without framing it for the feed. It makes the posting days better and the life days richer.

Comparison Will Eat Your Joy Like It’s at an All-You-Can-Eat Buffet
There’s always someone with more followers, better lighting, cooler outfits, or a kitchen that doesn’t have a junk drawer full of soy sauce packets and rubber bands.
What I learned: their success is not your failure. But scrolling too much will make you forget that. Protect yourself: I mute accounts that make me spiral. Even if I like them. Even if they’re “inspiring.” My peace is worth more than my pride.

Your Worth Was Never Measured in Likes
Here’s the hardest truth I learned: sometimes, people just don’t see your post. It’s not that they hate you, or that you’re irrelevant, or that your content is trash. The algorithm just…didn’t serve it. What I learned: my friends still like me even when my posts flop. I am still funny when no one comments “lol.”

Protect yourself: Separate you from your content. One is a human being. The other is a little rectangle on the internet.

Being on social media will teach you a lot about marketing, about people, about timing. But the biggest lesson is this: your mental health is not negotiable. Protect it first, and the rest will follow. And if all else fails, remember, sometimes the most revolutionary thing you can post is… nothing at all. thing you can post is… nothing at all.

You Don’t Owe Anyone Access to You (or Your Community)
I don’t care if people don’t like me. I don’t expect everyone to. I’m not Hamburger Helper. I’m not universally loved. But I’ll tell you what I won’t do: let someone camp out in my comments just to hate-watch or let their negativity spew out and impact my community and myself.

When you start out growing on social media you’re likely surrounded by people in your corner who really want you to succeed. However, some people will flip the second they see you being successful. They can’t stand that it’s you and not them.

They’ll cheer when you’re small because it feels safe. But the moment you start pulling ahead, they’ll get weird. They’ll reduce your wins, question your motives, or suddenly act like they don’t know you. They’ll even tear you apart in other comment sections like it’s a spectator sport while smiling in your dms.

And that’s the paradox of growth: not everyone clapping for you at the start will be there at the finish line. Some people only want you to win if you stay “relatable,” not if you actually rise.

That’s why if you’re here just to roll your eyes or try to poison the well for my community, you’re gone. Blocked. Evicted from the feed. My content isn’t for everyone. I post for me and the people who actually want to be here and support what I do. Everyone else can find a different corner of the internet to haunt.

Blocking isn’t petty or being afraid, it’s hygiene. You wouldn’t let someone track mud through your living room, so why let them trash your digital space?
Protect yourself: curate your audience like you curate your closet, if it doesn’t fit, doesn’t serve you, or makes you feel bad about yourself, get rid of it.

And no, I don’t feel guilty about it. If someone wants to call that “sensitive,” so be it. I call it self-respect and managing my digital boundaries. Do whatever works best for YOU.