Yesterday morning, out of the blue, I decided to take a break from Facebook. Think I needed a break from all the cuteness and motivational quotes. Went in and deactivated my account. Easy enough! It will all be there when/if I decide to go back.
I’ve never been very active on Facebook, but I’ve had my account since 2006. I sit there and stare at my «newsfeed», and sometimes I wonder … are we all grown-ups here?! There are very few posts on my list, where one could go into any kind of discussion/communication. Admittedly, I haven’t done anything at all to improve the situation.
I look at the status box, where it says “What’s on your mind?” and think about what’s on my mind. I couldn’t post that! My list of friends is very ‘mixed’ on many levels.
So, I guess, yesterday it struck me that it must be habitual, that I click on the FB icon. Since I seem to be unable to just go in there, do whatever it is I want to do, and then leave, I decided to just deactivate. It felt liberating.
The majority of the people there have my email address or know where my blog is if they’d feel any urge to get in touch. There are so many means of communication nowadays, Facebook is just one of them and my close friends are all on my phone’s contact list.