Its weird, not browsing facebook. But strangely liberating. I have deleted the app from my phone. I still have messenger and pages manager, with which I keep in touch with friends and manage my benzoate intolerance support diet page respectively.
But even though my account is still there, its now unused and inaccessible. I don’t spend hours on the news feed. I don’t see loads of random posts from groups. I don’t waste hours reading daft stories or doing daft quizzes or sharing daft memes.
I have been awake about an hour. In that time I have exhausted all my patience with my phones’ games, and have read all the news stories that interest me via Google newsstand. If I had facebook I would now spend an hour browsing on it. But as it is, I’m ready to face the day, leaving my phone in my pocket until such a point as it rings or I get a message or something. Or, of course, I get the urge to write a blog!
I was very much addicted to my facebook news feed. No longer. Deleting the app was done on a whim, following some negative stories in the press. But keeping it deleted – that’s personal choice.
I can still share things to facebook, as my pages manager, and this blog, both demonstrate. But I will no longer be tied to the desperation of not having enough likes, or enough supportive comments, or enough shares, because such things no longer have any relevance for me.
So if you are considering your relations with social media but are nervous about what to do, start by deleting/uninstalling the apps. If you really miss it you can reinstall and your account will still be there waiting for you. But you just might find a sense of freedom. I know I did.