Deleting Facebook Never Felt So Good
So the time has come, I’ve wanted to do it for a long time but for some reason I could never pull the trigger. I secretly hated Facebook for so long but I seemed to return to it, day after day, never missing a day. Sometimes I was on Facebook many times a day on several different devices. I’d wake up, check my phone. Lunchtime, check my computer. Out flying, check my iPad. It’s not that I didn’t enjoy Facebook, it’s that it somehow seemed to control my thoughts. I didn’t want to be spending so much time checking Facebook or feeling some “need” to update social media on a regular interval. What was this tugging, this need to be on Facebook multiple times a day? Why did I feel compelled to post even when I had nothing important to say? The answer was sent to me last night and it finally gave me the power to delete my Facebook page.
This article written Aleks Eror in Highsnobiety hit the nail on the head. I’ve seen the signs and ignored them, I’ve posted bullshit photos of myself looking happy when I’m miserable, I’ve felt the small hit of dopamine when I get likes. I am addicted to a webpage full of mine and other people’s attempt to show everyone how perfect our lives are.
I’ve decided I can be more engaging and productive through my blog and my Vlog. I haven’t started my vlog yet but I will when I start building my tiny home and when I attempt to hike the pacific crest trail in 2018. I have also decided that I don’t have 2224 friends as Facebook might have believed, I have a few very good friends and we’ll figure out how to stay in touch without Facebook.
I know it’s only been a few hours since I deleted FB but I can tell you I already feel great and I’m not feeling any withdrawal symptoms so far. It was great to wake up and not check any social media. I already feel more productive, I wrote this post instead.