I deactivated my Facebook account today. Admittedly on occasion throughout the day, I’ve felt a little lost as it was always something to have a quick scroll through. A way to keep my hand in with what’s going on with all of my ‘friends’. But overall, I feel quite liberated.
I had got so sick and tired of seeing the same old shit posted. The same old ‘memories’ from last year. Let’s be honest, the chances are I wasn’t interested in it the first time around so it’s highly unlikely I’m going to give a crap all this time later.
The ‘share this if you love your daughter/son/mother/father/wife/husband/ cat/dog/hamster/cuddly toy’ posts. I don’t need to share a tacky picture smothered in shoddy font to express my love for those closest to me. Nor do I need to see how stupid my ‘friends’ are for feeling they have to hit that share button just to conform with every other idiot in Facebook land.
The reposted videos that people seem insistent on sharing. Half of them aren’t even funny and they’re just taking up space on my timeline that could be used for other crap.
Crappy quality photos taken by people who don’t deserve to have a camera in their possession. I mean come on. What is the point in posting them? It’s embarrassing. My three year old can take better pictures.
Eighty seven photos from the latest holiday or day out. I love seeing nice photographs. Carefully selected memories. A handful of shared pictures. I don’t like seeing an entire album of repetitive chod. No need.
The RIP statuses when a celebrity dies. Unimaginative and unnecessary. Think of something thoughtful to say or don’t bother. Write something about them that holds a memory. A favourite song. A favourite line from a film. Anything but RIP. It’s so derogatory. And thoughtless. And so irritating.
In all honesty it’s been winding me up for months and today saw the final nail in the coffin when I saw some posts that just got to me a bit too much. That’s not what social media should be about. So I knew then and there it was time to take myself away from that. Time to take some time out.
What I do like about Facebook is being able to keep in touch and up to date with those closest to me and that’s why I know that I will go back eventually. I’m too nosey not to. I don’t know when that will be, it could be days, weeks or months, but I do know that it will happen. But for the time being I’m enjoying not scrolling through the tripe that I have been day in day out recently. I feel cleansed. And it feels good.
*Disclaimer – If you do happen to be a Facebook ‘friend’ of mine, this is by no means meant to be a dig. Everyone is guilty of some of these things and it’s not meant to be taken personally. If you irritated me that much, I’d delete you 😉