Yesterday I deactivated my Facebook account. For months I had been itching to do it but could not because of my fundraising efforts for Retts Syndrome. Love it or loathe it, Facebook is a great social platform for spreading the word.
The reason I have come off Facebook is that I wanted to get rid of half of my "friends". I didn't know how to do this without pissing people off. So I thought I'd take myself off instead. I realised during my months of fundraising that many of these "friends" were not. I don't have it in me right now for people who take my energy and give nothing back in return. Adios!
I also need time to work on a special project that has been in the pipeline for many years. Facebook is the best excuse for dithering and not doing what you should. So I figured, no Facebook. No excuses. We'll see. I have a two month gap in my life to give his project momentum.
And for this project to take flight, I need the time to stare and dream and think. I need the creative space which I have made no time for in the past two or three years.
I need to create rather than react.
It's been 24 hours and it feels weird in this post Facebook space. I feel like an addict that is coming off her drug of choice.
I've promised myself that once the project is past it first stages, I can log back into Facebook and unleash my inner nosy parker.
Who knows. Maybe I won't want to by then.
The reason I have come off Facebook is that I wanted to get rid of half of my "friends". I didn't know how to do this without pissing people off. So I thought I'd take myself off instead. I realised during my months of fundraising that many of these "friends" were not. I don't have it in me right now for people who take my energy and give nothing back in return. Adios!
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| Bye Bye Facebook. I'll miss you (for a week) |
I also need time to work on a special project that has been in the pipeline for many years. Facebook is the best excuse for dithering and not doing what you should. So I figured, no Facebook. No excuses. We'll see. I have a two month gap in my life to give his project momentum.
And for this project to take flight, I need the time to stare and dream and think. I need the creative space which I have made no time for in the past two or three years.
I need to create rather than react.
It's been 24 hours and it feels weird in this post Facebook space. I feel like an addict that is coming off her drug of choice.
I've promised myself that once the project is past it first stages, I can log back into Facebook and unleash my inner nosy parker.
Who knows. Maybe I won't want to by then.
