Why I Deleted My Facebook

Today is my one month anniversary facebook-free. It feels great! When I woke up on November 9, 2016, I knew it was time to give it the heave-ho. After the first week, I didn’t think about it much. I moved all of my social networking to twitter. There, it seems so much easier to customize what you see – to surround yourself with love, light, art, and creativity. If there is something I want to talk about for more than 140 characters, I do it here on my blog. There are a few folks I miss terribly who are not on twitter. I stay in touch with them via email. It’s not the same dynamic. But that’s just the way it has to be. For me, facebook had become a cesspool of hate, lies, ugly shares, and people whom I cared about acting like assholes. I’d like to think that I am a strong enough person to ignore something I see flickering on a computer screen. That I can separate text on a screen from a person who casually clicked a share button. That I can disallow ugliness from impacting my feelings about a real flesh-and-blood person whom I care about. But I can’t. I had to turn off the screen. I didn’t want to let the hate in. The beauty and harmony of my life is too important to me.

Someday I know academics will write tomes about the 2016 American presidential election. I don’t need to be a political scientist to tell you now that it ripped apart some very important, long standing social networks that I was a part of. Friendships fell apart. Family members blocked one another. Blood feuds were launched. Many podcasts pulled the plug. Not all of these things were political or related to the election. A dark cloud descended over facebook in the last year or so which the election helped turn it into a boiling cauldron of hate. I know facebook is just a tool. The humans are the problem. I get that. Perhaps I don’t need to see that deeply into some people’s psyche. I’ve got enough dark corners of my own.

The good news is that I am getting a ton of shit done! More free time is always a bonus. Social networking of all sorts can be a distraction. Keeping things simple on twitter seems to work for me. I had been spending way too much time on facebook and allowing that time sink to inhibit me from achieving some other goals. In the last thirty days I’ve attended two art and craft fairs – for the first time! – where I sold some of my creations. I have changed up my fitness regimen and have joined a gym where I swim laps two days per week. I’ve also finished my book outline and have finally gotten some words down on paper. Getting my book off the ground was my resolutions for 2016. Making some progress by December is a good thing, right? I am feeling great, re-energized. Onward and upward.

2 thoughts on “Why I Deleted My Facebook”

  1. I want to dothe same, but I have such little contact with my family, if I ditch Facebook, I’d actually have to speak on the phone with them occasionally.

    1. Out of my large Catholic family with seven siblings, I’ve only ever emailed one of my sisters at her work email. None of them are on any social network. Most of them don’t have home internet nor cell phones. Those who do have cell phones have nokia style dumb phones with black-and-white screens the size of a postage stamp. I’ve thus never been “social” online with my family. For me the internet was the place where I found my gay family. My podcasting family. My inner circle of friends. My bar people. I cannot imagine “hanging with my Mother on facebook.” That’s an alien concept to me.

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