I deleted TikTok and Instagram off my phone last night and vowed to stop making content for my own page for a minute. I even reached out to people for help with continuing my television show’s and podcast’s social media.
I’ve dreamt of having control over my schedule since becoming an adult. Working 37.5 to 40 hours week at the whim of a boss’ needs honestly disgusts me. For years, I’ve attempted to accomplish this through explicit content, social media content, podcasting, producing a show, and writing.
I was pretty consistent on TikTok for all of 2025, except now. I deleted it off my phone yesterday — hopefully temporarily because I still dream of having a life that is all my own. However, I was bullied off this app.
I know the quote: “Nobody can make you feel inferior without your permission,” but let’s be real if you see the same comments about your body over and over and over again, it’s likely those thoughts and opinions of others will be harder and harder to not internalize.
The comments I would get on TikTok have warped my body image so much that sometimes I am unsure if what I am looking at is real. When I notice parts of my body, I wonder if the comments in my head are making my brain overexaggerate what I am seeing. The number of comments I would receive calling me fat or ugly was exorbitant. I haven’t felt confident in a long time.
