As I’ve already shared, I’ve deactivated my Facebook account permanently. It’s been six weeks and I couldn’t be happier.
For the past nine years that I’ve been on Facebook I’ve been taking three breaks a year. Once every four months. And it has worked out great. Until now.
That said, six weeks ago I felt the need to make it a forever break…
And oddly, Something always seems to happen to one of my Facebook friends when I disconnect though.
The few that I had. Which was only fifty.
All of the above?!
It just never fails.
And of course I’m the last to know, because Facebook is the only social media branch ‘it seems’ that people want to share on anymore.
Message boards: GONE!
Texting: TAKES TO LONG!
Phone calls: NO TIME FOR THAT!
Because I have no plans returning to Facebook, so I will have to be satisfied with being the last to know, or not at all.
On a brighter note:
My mental state has taken a complete 180 since I have left.
When I was on Facebook I was almost always stressed out because of all the people that used the platform as an outlet. Of course no one ever knew, because I never mentioned it to anyone. But I was very stressed! And I worried about people constantly. People that I’ve never even met before. People who lived across the oceans from me.
I spent countless hours trying so hard to cheer people up and help get them out of their depression and moodiness that it was slowly tearing me apart.
Then I would spend my time off of fb, thinking about them. Wishing I could do more to help them.
In return , my family was not getting 100% of me.
I am a firm believer that your first ministry needs to be your family.
Everything else should be secondary.
And today, six weeks later….I am so happy that God has rearranged things for me where I was falling short time and time again.