Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Breaking up is not that hard to do...

I had to break up with Facebook recently. It wasn't FB, it was me. I know that's what they all say, but I was just finding myself spending WAY too much time being concerned with people from my past finding me or seeing my shit or (god forbid!) trying to send a friend request. So I was trying to find them before they could find me, which, when it comes down to it, is really just cyber stalking. I know you've all been there, done that, too. Don't even try to front.

So I started contemplating life without FB. Could I live without it? Would I go through major withdrawal? Digging around on FB's FAQs, I read that deactivating my account wouldn't delete it completely; if I wanted to come back at any time, I could just log in and all my shit would be right there, just like it had always been. That thought was very comforting, so I clicked "ok" and when FB said "are you sure? are you really, really, REALLY sure?" I clicked "ok" again.

So here I am a month and a half later, sans Facebook. And to be honest, it's not that bad. I miss the photo sharing and staying connected to people that I probably wouldn't otherwise. But I'm not suffering from the crack-addict withdrawal that I assumed I would. Some day I may get connected again, but for now I'm taking a deep breath and forcing myself to actually call or write to people again. :)