Social media has become such a dominant part of our lives that people become incredulous when you tell them that you aren’t using some part of it anymore. Roughly eight weeks ago (I wish I would have marked down the day), I deleted my Facebook account. First, deleting your Facebook account completely is like changing your social security number and your fingerprints. It is easy to deactivate your account but completely deleting it is like trying to get out of the mob. You can find information on both options here.
I can report that I have survived the deletion of my Facebook account and I have to say that I am happier for the experience. Facebook should be a simple method of staying in contact with friends and family; however, my newsfeed more closely resembled an indoctrination into both the Far Left and the Far Right. This is not a political statement against or in favor of either side. I can tell you that I am not interested in discussing ice cream and the NFL constantly. I am certainly uninterested in listening to political opinions as often as they were broadcast on my newsfeed.
Further, I can tell you that I have not lost contact with the people that I love. I still receive email, text messages, phone calls, and pictures from everyone just as I did before. I simply don’t have to deal with the extraneous crap that comes along with a Facebook account. Life is far more peaceful.
Will I ever go back to Facebook? That is difficult to say. I am not one of those old-school hellfire preachers that is railing against the sins of Facebook. At this point in my life, it just isn’t for me. That could change at some point but not in the near future. For now, I am just going to enjoy the peace and tranquillity.
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