This is the post that never was, so hopefully the 2nd time’ll be the charm. I can hope right?
Here’s the long and the short of it: I quit Facebook last week. More specifically, I deactivated my account. I wanted to delete it but alas I just couldn’t trust myself to do it but assuming that all goes according to plan, I’ll delete it soon. Here’s a quick run-down on my reasons:
1. I hated the new Facebook. You know, the one where every single action on your part is broadcast right on your wall so that everyone, even those who really couldn’t care less, can see. I started to feel like a tagged and named animal out in the jungle where my trainers (captors?) could trace and broadcast my every move! I don’t need that kind of intrusion, which brings me to point #2
2. I felt controlled by Facebook. I could no longer decide who could see what when because Facebook had done that for me. I hated feeling like I was under the dictatorship of Facebook, where they decided for me what I could decide for myself. The added hypocrisy of the privacy section where they lead you to think that you have all this control over your page when you really don’t further moved me from frustration to serious aggravation.
3. Facebook was taking too much of my personal time and leaving me with nothing to show for it. To be fair, I was the one giving this time to Facebook; they weren’t actually taking it from me. Either way, I decided to force myself back into reality by forcing a withdrawal
4. I noticed that a family member would rather talk to her friends and post things on Facebook than talk to her family. In her defense, it’s perfectly normal for a person her age to do this. However, I noticed that I too was thinking in terms of Facebook i.e. “these are definitely going on Facebook….this would make such a cute profile pic….I’ll see you on Facebook…do you have Facebook?….Facebook Facebook Facebook, Sheesh!!! I’m a grown woman who needs to re-think how and what and when I share what I share and with who.
5. When I thought of my updates as the equivalent to going to Times Sq – NYC and announcing, nay yelling via PA system – to the world that “I ate the best mangoes today….OMG what a beautiful sunrise….I fucking hate….”. So what? Who cares? I honestly felt silly
Those are just 5 reasons although I’m sure I could come up with more. I’m curious to know what you think of my decision and/or the positive/negative aspects of Facebook in your life. Do tell. Until then, hugs to you 🙂