We’ve all heard of FOMO. “The fear of missing out,” the anxiety that an exciting event may be happening that you’re not a part of.
This initially was a term assigned to teens, often exacerbated by social media. Then FOMO crept into the culture a bit more insidiously, especially for those with an underlying vulnerability to feeling excluded and alone. The hyper-social extrovert who is recharged by people, activities and events can get sucked into the hole too. I suppose for a few of these folks, it might ultimately be fairly harmless.
The question is ultimately whether the “fear” leads to compulsive behavior and unpleasant hangover emotions. At its worst and left unchecked, FOMO can lead to depression, bitterness and dents to the sense of self. Someone with pervasive FOMO might often spontaneously “quit” social media in an effort to manage their uncomfortable feelings around the perception of being left out.
In walks JOMO, “the joy of missing out,” the antidote and positive reframe of its predecessor.
JOMO essentially means you’re good with where you’re at. You’re able to let go of the “shoulds” and not panic about whether there is a better choice to be made. It asks us to practice saying No