I broke up with Facebook this morning. Facebook tried to convince me not to, told me that various friends would miss me, but I turned my back and walked away. This was not an easy thing to do- I loved Facebook. I loved the way that it made me feel like I was back in college again and in tune with my friends lives in a way that doesn't translate to email. I loved the posts of a particular friend who is a scientist and always had really interesting things to say. I loved feeling like people in the world other than like my husband and my mom knew about what was going on with me.
But I hated too many things about Facebook to stay. I hated how every so often I would find out that they had invented a new way to give information about me to the world- and how hard I had to work to keep stuff about me private. And how some stuff about me could never be made private (Facebook, I don't care if I'm missing out on friend opportunities!). I also hated that some people, whom I genuinely like in real life, came off as shallow and presented upsetting opinions on things.
I also hated how I spent waaaaay too much time looking at that shit. I'm an engineering student. It's not like I have buckets of free time just lying around- and spending the little time I do have looking at a website dedicated to inanity just started to seem wasteful. I could be doing really productive things! Like, starting an Etsy store to sell my origami flowers, or making more origami flowers, or sewing some clothes, or finishing the blanket I started knitting like a year ago!
Or writing this blog. Yep, definitely a productive way to spend this newfound free time- all ten minutes of it.
