Less Scroll, More Soul: Why I’m Logging Off ✌🏼

Ohhh, it’s been a minute.

Not since I’ve written (I journal almost every day), but since I’ve written something that might actually be read.
And let me tell you—dusting off this part of myself feels both awkward and deeply right.

I’m sitting here trying to figure out how to sound as smooth or polished as some of my other talented writer friends. But the reality is, my writing style is bluntly from-the-heart. Not pretty, not always polished, but honest. And maybe that’s exactly what it needs to be right now.

So let’s dive in.

I’ve recently restarted therapy (for the fourth time in my life), and I’ve been learning about the different parts of me. Some of these parts are almost as old as I am, and they’ve been working overtime trying to keep me safe for many years. But I don’t always see it that way (hi, anxiety 🙋🏻‍♀️). It’s still early, but I’m beginning to show myself more empathy in these places.

A couple of weeks ago, I attended a workshop led by Jesie Steffes, an incredible Licensed Professional Counselor, Grief Therapist, and Holistic Healer, that helped me reconnect with my intuition. That experience cracked something open. I realized fear has been quietly running the show in many areas of my life—and because of that, I’ve been trying to cram myself into this cookie-cutter, functional-dietitian-on-Instagram box.

Spoiler: it hasn’t been working. 🙅🏻‍♀️

Don’t get me wrong—I love what I do. I love supporting my clients. I love functional nutrition. That’s not going anywhere. But I’ve been so caught up in what I should say, what I shouldn’t say, who I might offend, or how I’ll be perceived, that it’s left me stuck in a spiral of creative paralysis.

And that’s why I’ve decided to take a break from social media this summer.

When I brought it up in therapy, my therapist practically jumped out of her chair. (The people-pleaser in me loved that validation, TBH.) She asked me if the decision felt clear and calm. I said yes. She asked if any part of me was hesitating. I said no.

She said, “That’s self energy.”

I intend to spend this summer getting to know that version of me again—with total abandon and the kind of inner fire I know is buried somewhere beneath all the layers of emotion, fear, and pressure I’ve carried for far too long.

So… what’s helping me in this new season?

Here are a few things that are bringing me peace and pulling me back to myself:

🌿 Time outside

Something about the breeze, the birds, and the trees feels like white noise for the chaos in my prefrontal cortex. I’ve been spending more time in the garden, and tending to my baby vegetables and flowers has felt healing in a way I didn’t expect.

📓 Journaling + my faith

When my brain won’t quit, even praying can feel like too much effort. Prayer journaling has been the most grounding way for me to connect with God lately—along with music and singing.

🏡 Taking care of my home

Keeping my hands busy helps settle my mind. (Yes, it’s probably a trauma response—but my house is clean, and that counts for something.)

🤝 In-real-life community

The virtual era is starting to wear on me. I’m still grateful for the internet (and yes, you’re reading this online), but I think there’s something sacred about real, in-person connection. I’m trying to grocery shop in-store, see friends face-to-face, and build community I can actually reach out and touch.

📚 More books, fewer screens

I fell in love with Little House on the Prairie as an adult. Those women were built DIFFERENT. Their stories feel like a wholesome escape that doesn’t leave me agitated or overstimulated. Letting go of the endless scroll has helped me feel more present in my life—and what better time to do that than sweet summertime? 🍉☀️💦

So no, I’m not disappearing.

I’ll still be supporting my clients and taking on new ones virtually. But without the pressure of daily content creation weighing me down, I genuinely believe I’ll have more capacity to serve my clients—and myself—better.

And beyond that, I’m just hopeful.

Hopeful that this slower pace will help me come home to myself.
Hopeful that the clarity and calm I felt making this decision is only the beginning.
Hopeful that this summer will be the start of something new—something softer, something real.

If this resonated with you, I’ll be sharing reflections like this every week in Vitality Vignette—my new blog and newsletter where I’ll explore healing, intuition, nourishment, and everyday life through a gentler lens. You can sign up here to follow along.

And if you know someone who might enjoy reading this too, feel free to forward it their way. This newsletter will be my main way of sharing and connecting this summer, and I’d be so grateful for your help spreading the word.

Here’s to growth, rest, and everything in between. 🌿
—Elizabeth

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