It’s not me, it’s most definitely you…
Social media has turned into quite a nightmare… or is that just me? I feel like Facebook is just a cesspool of negativity every time I look at it. Sure, there’s funny memes, weird life hack videos, and it’s great for stalking people you knew 15 years ago and potential SOs of friends. It’s even a nice way to share what’s going on with friends and family that live far away and may not otherwise get to partake in your day-to-day.
But honestly, how many of your Facebook “friends” are really friends? When was the last time you saw that old high school girl friend? Or even made plans to hang out with your old crew? Who have you intentionally reached out to – no, not “liked” their picture or commented on their post – actually called or texted and had a real, genuine conversation with?
A lot of times my anxiety stems from feeling like I have no friends and I think I leaned into having Facebook “friends” as an illusion of comfort. That’s NOT healthy. I still struggle with being alone sometimes, but I’m also learning to love it. I’m getting to know ME. I’m realizing what my true hopes, goals, dreams, and aspirations are, for me, myself, and I. I’m learning to be more comfortable with a small, close friend group. I’m spending more time with family. I’m learning that I want the connections I make to be meaningful and positive.
Marie Kondo’s “spark joy” craze doesn’t just apply to physical items in our homes. I think it should apply to everything. Facebook doesn’t spark joy for me anymore (if it ever did), so I said goodbye. I purged my friends list (so don’t take it personally) and deleted the app from my phone. For now, I am keeping my account, mostly as a means to run my Color Street business, and to have Messenger to reach friends and family I would otherwise not be able to contact. As time goes on, I may delete my account all together.
It’s weird, adjusting to not having another app to mindlessly scroll through, but I am excited to see what I can accomplish with having less screen time in my life. Truly, smart phones have become addictions. Piece by piece I want to grow apart from mine and explore my creativity more. Find peace and happiness.
Goodbye, Facebook. Can’t say I’ll miss you.
Since deleting Facebook I have:
⁃ Written a blog post
⁃ Deep cleaned my bathtub
⁃ Cleaned my washing machine
⁃ Done six+ loads of laundry
⁃ Put away a few loads of clean dishes
⁃ KonMari’d my bedroom/wardrobe
⁃ Visited some friends in real life
⁃ Gone to confession
⁃ Gone to Mass
⁃ Worked my Color Street business
⁃ Donated bags and boxes of clothes and misc items to St. VdP