For months, the Network has been a heavy weight on my shoulders. I deleted about 50 friends, but still I felt a weight. I tried to limit my time on it, but that didn't remove the weight. I've spent hours of my days not only perusing the stuff on FB (including branching articles or things other people have posted) and posting things myself. And now that I've left it, I notice that I've developed a habit of always trying to come up with witty stories or ways to share stuff online-- something I no longer feel pressure to do.
Now that I don't have FB, I am free to get off the computer-- there's no longer the excuse to check things one last time. I've gone through withdrawals, but this is my fourth day now, and, in the words of Catwoman, "I feel so much yummier." Okay, maybe not yummier, but you get the idea.
Speaking of real life, here is a random picture of our family:
|That stroller had a flat. Luckily, Captain Fisher was pushing it.|
Here are a few of my reasons I decided to leave:
- I had too many friends, and yet I couldn't bring myself to delete some of them. (Stupid, I know.)
- FB encouraged my passive-aggressive behavior (or so I was recently told).
- I got really, really tired of always hearing about FB's privacy issues/changes/violations in the news. I don't want to worry about it anymore.
- I have lots and lots of other things to do, like vision and occupational therapy with my oldest, not to mention homeschooling stuff, singing nursery rhymes, or just plain old playing with my kids.
- I really wanted more time to really connect with people.
- And probably most importantly, I've been feeling prompted by the Spirit to give it up for now.
Here are some things I will miss (because, let's be honest, there are a lot of good things about FB):
- Keeping up with cousins, brothers, and distant friends.
- Showing cool things to my siblings.
- . . . I'm really trying to think here. Oh. Having an easy way within my immediate community to share things. For example, "I'm so sick but I'm out of chicken noodle soup. Help!!" Or, "I have a bassinet to get rid of. Any takers?" This is a big reason that is almost, almost enough to nudge me back.
- FB encourages my inner narcissist. Oh wait, that's a bad thing. Nevermind.
PS. I've had a friend ask if I left because I got in a fight with someone. The answer is that I did not. However, I was upset when I left. The momentum for me to walk away has been building up, and one little thing irked me enough to walk away.