being away from Facebook

even just a little bit, cutting back on the number of times I just check, being “away” from Facebook has changed how I feel about it. I knew I didn’t like the way Facebook has crept into every facet of our lives (so many of us, though I do have friends who “don’t do Facebook,” they do exist!). but now, when I “go back to Facebook,” it feels like noise. mostly that’s because Facebook has forced all kinds of garbage onto what I see, but it’s also a product of our chaotic time.

the lesson here for me is to continue the slow weaning process I’ve started.

I’m going to post more freely here, not worrying about whether or not what I write is “share-worthy.” moving away from Facebook seems almost radical at this point, so I’ll keep inching along the road where it’s easier to breathe.

2 thoughts on “being away from Facebook

  1. I am not an avid fan of facebook but I do find some of the messages are comforting. I do not check my FB compulsively but do log on 2-3 times a day mostly to see if I’ve received any messages. I have friends on FB that go back to my high school years and enjoy seeing those postings. I probably won’t wean off. I do know that I personally don’t post much anymore. I do a lot of sharing.

  2. Always the worry that you’ll miss something, and always the vague disappointment when you go look and see that you didn’t miss anything. And always the annoyance of seeing five ads for stereo speakers because you accidentally clicked on one six weeks ago.
    I keep saying I’m going to dump Facebook. Anyone whose message I would hate to miss already has my regular email address.

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