A few days ago I decided I was going to deactivate my Facebook account. Even though I funnel my blog and website traffic thru FB, (and get a lot of traffic) it really started becoming apparent what a giant waste of time and energy it was. Here's why:
1. It depresses me.
I'll be the first to admit it. It's ok, I know you feel the same sometimes. I'm jealous and get super depressed seeing all these “perfect lives”. Perfect families. Perfect vacations. Flawless beauty. Sexy relationships. I want that. I want ALL of that. But I don't have it, and it seems as though you do. I want what YOU have. The more time I spend on Facebook, the more I start thinking, "Wow, you really are inadequate in everything. Yes, I want to do better tomorrow but not because I’ve been made to feel like a failure today. need to do better in life. You need to find a husband. You need to make more money. You need to be a better parent. (How dare you have a life outside of your children Stephanie!!!)" There. I said it.
2. I’m annoyed by the political statements.
I'm happy you think being a conservative republican is great, or that owning guns is our God-given right, and if you feel the Bern fine, but if I do, I’ll get some ointment. I've had it. Half of you aren't even registered to vote!! I'm pretty sure no one has convinced another person to vote a different way because of Facebook. I'm also not sure how accurate 99% of the "facts" are on Facebook either.
3. You hit on me, Mr. “Loves his family”
This has happened to me a lot. I started accepting every friend request and using Facebook as a marketing tool for my blog. Great. But with that came hundreds and hundreds of men messaging me. "Hey Baby." "Hi Sexy." I never responded. You know what bothered me the most though? Men whose profiles CLEARLY show they are married, have children, “love their perfect family,” blah blah blah. Gross.
4. Time suck
I’m doing something important and before I head for a badly needed bathroom break, I sneak in a quick FB intermission. Oh, look! I’m doing it now!... someone is postingabout an upcoming trip to Disney and as I read ALL the comments that follow I see that someone’s advice wasn't as good as the advice I would have given. Hmmmmm... they need to know about the secret things in the Indiana Jones ride! And that the Thunder Mountain Railroad thingie is best ridden at night!!!!!! Their trip is going to be a disaster unless I save them with my post! Wow! What I’m writing is really helpful! And kinda funny, too! Hmmm….I suppose others will read it and appreciate my flash of brilliance. That’s natural, of course.. … wouldn’t it be great if….OH CRAP! SOMETHING IS BURNING ON THE STOVE. That would have been my lunch, the important thing I was doing! AND I STILL NEED TO GO TO THE BATHROOM!!!!
5. I miss REAL life.
I'm missing out on everything. I want to feel the wind in my hair. I want to CONVERSE with other humans, not people only putting their pretend best out there. I want to see and feel the nitty gritty of life. Swim in the ocean, experience Mother Nature, SPEND REAL QUALITY TIME with my babies (who are almost grown) and maybe even meet a man who I could spend the rest of my life with. Imagine that. Real conversations, face to face, smiles, frowns and everything that encompasses the real human experience. Not the "IN YOUR FACE-BOOK" experience. I want to cook with my incredible talented private chef sister Stacy. I want to share parenting skills and experiences with my delightful baby sister Shell-bugs. I'm going to do this more because I'm not sitting on my phone looking at this ridiculous site. Sorry Zuckerberg, but this girl has outgrown your platform. I need friendships, not “friends”
p.s. “Shmelody” (not her real name), you commented on my Facebook after I mentioned that I was deactivating, "why can't you practice moderation and just not go on Facebook?" Because “self-control” and "moderation" is one of the many amazing qualities all the seemingly perfect people on Fakebook have that I don’t.