Facebook has been such a big part of my, and I’m sure most of my generation’s, life. I have been on it since a teenager, hooked for years.
It has helped me when I have been lonely, so many friends at a click of a button. I could keep up with people I would otherwise have lost contact with.
Sociable, yes, but not real life sociable. I would quickly turn on my ‘phone for a glance to catch up with the girls, which would turn into 5 minutes. Where this was fine before, I now have my beautiful monkey, changing all the time at my feet. I needed to get back to reality. I tried deleting the app from my ‘phone but I found I kept having a peak through the Internet on my ‘phone. I have no self control sometimes, so a month and a half ago I deactivated my account.
I do miss keeping up with everyone but it feels so liberating and it means I can focus on what is happening in front of me, not the screen. I didn’t grow up seeing my parents on their ‘phones or laptops all the time, so why should monkey? Yes I still go on my ‘phone but I try hard to limit it when he is there. I also find I do more in the evening instead of just catching up on Facebook.
I have more contact with people one to one, via text or WhatsApp, instead of just keeping up with their profile on Facebook. If I have something to say I can write about it on my blog at night or the very rare nap time.
I don’t know how long I will stay off Facebook, my husband has now joined me and deactivated his account, too. He has suggested the next step is going back to non-smart ‘phones, which I like the idea of, but it will limit other parts of my life like blogging and checking emails. Plus my work within the library group and the theatre company that I am in. Maybe these thing should be for night or nap times? Maybe this is the next step?? We shall see.