Unthered, Still Attached 🇺🇸
I deleted TikTok a little over a month ago. Not because of the ban drama. Not because the government told me to. Because I was sitting in Mexico, in Mexico scrolling through American chaos at midnight like I still lived there. The uprisings. The government theater. The outrage cycles. The comment sections full of people terrified and furious and looking for somebody to confirm that yes, it is as bad as it looks. And I was giving it my full attention. From another country. Where none of it was happening outside my window. That's when I knew I had a problem. Here's the thing nobody tells you about leaving America: Your body leaves. Your nervous system doesn't. You can be four years into expat life living beautifully, building something real and still be psychologically camped out on American soil. Still checking the news first thing in the morning. Still in the group chats. Still emotionally on call for every new crisis that drops. And I get it. I really do. Most of us spent 30, 40, 50 years inside that machine. It shaped how we think, what we fear, what we pay attention to. You don't undo decades of conditioning just because you changed your zip code.
But here's what a month without TikTok showed me: My attention span came back. My sleep got better. I stopped waking up braced for something. I started actually being here in Mérida, in my life, in my body instead of being a digital tourist in American collapse.
The tether is real. I'm not pretending it isn't. I was born there. My people are there. My history is there. That doesn't disappear because I got a passport stamp. But there's a difference between being tethered and being consumed. You can love your people and not livestream their crisis every day.
You can care about what's happening and not make it your full-time emotional job from another continent. You can stay informed without staying activated. I see it all over expat Facebook groups. People who physically left but are still fully mentally living in America. Still arguing American politics. Still tracking every move. Still in the storm just watching it from a different window. That's not freedom. That's relocation.
Freedom is actually showing up for the life you risked everything to build. I'm going to be talking more about this, the nervous system piece, the PTSD piece, the how-do-you-actually-detach-without-abandoning-your-people piece because it's real and it's complicated and most expat content doesn't touch it. If this landed for you, drop a comment.
Tell me where you are in this. Still tethered? Found your way through? Somewhere in the middle? I want to hear it.
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Sis I'm still in the matrix but, I purposely don't listen to all the noise. I get caught up for 5 minutes twice a week to just be informed what's going on around me but that is it. I have to protect my peace. You can't let that stuff get into your spirit.