There was a time when I obsessively found myself grabbing my phone and logging into Facebook. I always wanted to know what my friends’ status update was, the new pictures they had added, the events they were interested in going to, and of course who had an upcoming birthday. I had thumbs up, send my well wishes, but mostly I had to be in the know about what everyone was doing. But over the years, I noticed a change…not just in Facebook and the things people began posting, but in myself as well. I found myself wondering why only a few people had reacted to the things I posted. I mean, come on people I pay attention to you! Not only did I wonder, I began to get a little upset. Did no one care? Did anyone get it? Do I think people like me when they really don’t? I didn’t post very often, so when I did I felt like it should matter to more than just a few…but it seemed I was getting lost in the shuffle. I would post about things that I found profound or that mattered to me, and watch as more people reacted to the mundane pictures of the plate of food our mutual friend was about to eat. I found myself becoming more and more irritated about it, and when election season rolled around I discovered that some of the people I had previously enjoyed being around had views I couldn’t respect. I had never been one to put much of my life online, and I began retreating more and more. I unfollowed all but my closest friends and family, but still my annoyance level grew. And then it happened…I was on a trip and my phone storage was nearly full. I couldn’t take any more pictures of the beauty around me and the people I loved. I had been whining a little bit about my Facebook woes, and someone said (sarcastically of course) “well then why don’t you just delete it?” I stopped dead in my tracks, looked at her for just a second, shrugged and said “ok!” I uninstalled right then and there, and suddenly I had plenty of room for more pictures! After months of growing negativity toward an app, I finally turned the page. I realized that the people who are close to me have my number. They will call or text and ask how I’m doing, have real conversations about things that matter, and remember my birthday without Facebook to remind them…and I do the same for them. I’m sure that some people think I’m distant or stuck up, or that they don’t matter to me. But that’s not the case at all. I will remember your birthday and send you my well wishes, and I don’t need Facebook to remind me. I do care about you…I just don’t give a flying f**k what you had for dinner.
Peace out FB!!
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