Terrible

I'm having a shit day and could really use some Facebook right now. Just saying.

Facebook Dreams

So last night I dreamt I was on Facebook. I had uploaded a photo by accident and when I realized what I was doing I woke up. How funny. I'm not really having withdrawals, but I am definitely itching to check on my newsfeed. Still, this weekend was completely technology free (not counting my cell phone). I think this was the first weekend in forever that I didn't bring work home either. And it was nice. Cutting ties with Facebook has made me realize just how much time I spend on the computer. I don't want to become Amish, I just want to be more useful, like Thomas!

Craving

I've got a second of down time and I am searching for Facebook. Instead I've done my time sheets. How depressing!

So why did I quit? Well I'm obviously addicted. Facebook has become a social tick for me. But there's a deeper reason, I was really starting to feel unhappy and it took me a while to figure it out. Somehow seeing peoples posts and likes and pics was starting to really influence the way I felt and the decisions I was making. On the low end, when I would see that someone would post a clothing sale, well I'd have to check it out immediately. But on the high end, when someone would share pics of their new baby, I would want a baby. And whether we want a new baby or not, I'm not going to let Facebook make that decision for me.

I know we are all heavily influenced by our social circle. It's no surprise that 6 of my friends had children all in the same year. But with Facebook I was starting to feel like a follower for all the wrong reasons. That's not me. I want to be happy and live in my here and now and Facebook was holding me hostage from that.

So do I feel better? It's only day 2.

Great, Facebook gave me ADD!

Up early to catch up on some writing. I'm actually lost without my morning Facebook. I keep scanning my tabs in search of it's page. Thankfully I haven't resorted to typing in the url - I'm not that desperate. But still I keep taking social media breaks in between paragraphs, but I have nowhere to go. (I've decided to lay low on Twitter too.)

Night #1.

First night without Facebook. It's been almost 6 hours and so far I've thought about checking my newsfeed at least 4 times. I really am addicted. Thankfully my password was changed and my App deleted. 

It feels good to be free. I danced around the office. I'm sick of checking a useless page every time I sit down to write. That's my pattern. I sit down to work, I  check Facebook. It's become my smoking. 

So today I am going cold turkey. With 6 hours and 10 minutes in, I think it's going ok.