I’m 4 Months Facebook-Free (And Counting)

I’m the first to admit that I was an addict. My Facebook page was always open and I’d sometimes refresh my news feed several times in the span of three minutes. You know, because someone may have posted a photo of their baby in a sailor outfit or my cousin’s friend Billy may have checked into a Long John Silver’s. I didn’t care, of course, but like a proper addict, I just had to keep getting my fix.

It was shortly before my birthday this past September that I decided I needed to quit Facebook, or rather “deactivate” my profile. Although I’m not one of those people who had 500+ friends or something ridiculous (I was rather picky in my “friend” acceptance), I knew of the 250 or so people who were in my friend list, a large percentage of them were going to do that whole obligatory “happy birthday,” on that day. While years before I had relished in all those comments on my wall, if only to validate my existence in some fucked up way, the thought of 24 hours worth of Facebook notifications coming from people who I’d stopped caring about just seemed like a horrific way to spend my birthday. I didn’t need the homophobic president of my high school graduating class wishing me a happy birthday, nor did I need an ex-boyfriend posting a photo from my 22nd birthday when he and I were together and in love. I didn’t need any of it and it’s not as though my real friends would be posting birthday messages on my wall anyway.

Prior to dropping off the Facebook grid, I started to whittle away at my friend count. Of course, when you do this you get emails from people asking why you’ve unfriended them as if unfriending someone is the most horrible thing you could possibly do to another human being. There were more than a few times that I relented and re-added people just to quell their inquiring about it, but I did so with my arm behind my back as I silently screamed “uncle!” in my head. It’s hard to tell someone your interest in their life is on par with your interest in ants or the components necessary to make cement or some other pointless thing you come across in life that has no purpose. People don’t need to hear how inconsequential they are to you.

After my birthday had come and gone, I thought I’d join back up again. There were so many times that out of boredom and habit, I absentmindedly typed Facebook.com, but then I’d realize that I had come so far. One month turned into two, then three and now here I am at four. And while I’ll occasionally probe friends for updates on a past boyfriend or some fella on whom I had the biggest crush when I was 12, I’ve pretty much left Facebook behind. Sure, my friends complain that “I have to send you a separate and special email to my party, Amanda, because you’re not on Facebook and it’s annoying,” but I don’t really care. I’m clean now and I want to stay that way. And I may just stay this way forever because I’ve realized I’m not missing much and babies in sailor outfits are a dime a dozen.

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    • Benedict Arnold

      Been since June for me. Actually had that shit deleted, not just disabled.

      Jen bet me I wouldn’t last two weeks and still hasn’t paid up. Tell her she owes me a pie shake.

      • andrea dunlop

        I don’t even know what a pie shake is but I’m craving one now…

      • Amanda Chatel

        Will do!

        @andrea they have pie shakes at Country Hill Chicken… they’re to die for!

      • Amanda Chatel

        Will do!

        @andrea they have pie shakes at Country Hill Chicken… they’re to die for!

      • Jennifer Wright

        I’m a shitty promise-honorer. I do owe you a pie-shake. I’m only being bad about it because I can’t indulge in pie-shakes right now and I’m afraid that if I see one I will burst into tears in Hill Country.

    • Jill

      I’ve been almost a year facebook free, you can do it! you get to a point where the very thought of it completely disinterests you and after that you will cringe at the thought of having a facebook page

    • Breezy

      Coming up on two years in May!! Go me :) Dont miss it at all.

      • betsy

        i was FB free for a little over a year and it was great. except…i lost my social life. hahaha. back on it with the masses. wah wah. but you go grrrrrrl!!! 2 years is uber impressive!!

    • MR

      You know I don’t tend to agree with Jennifer much. :) But I think this whole electronic medium dehumanizes things – that is everything is so rapid fire and you don’t stop long enough to connect with anyone (I think I’m quoting Jennifer, but if I’m not than that’s how I see it). I was my early 30s when the tech boom took off. Before that you only had friends real-time – even when you were living abroad. You were plugged into each other via a real-time social network, at a party all the people in that social network would be standing within 15 feet of each other. It’s an issue of quality friendship vs quantity friendship. The way I see it there are people in your life everyday and those are the ones you should concentrate on.

    • Jen

      Facebook-free for months, the feeling of relief is palpable, and I was a fiend, too!