Unplugging from Facebook
Remember the days when we didn't carry small, high powered computers in our pockets? I ended my days in high school will a cool blackberry curve; yet even at that time we mostly used our laptops to create our online presence. Now I cannot imagine life without my cell phone being constantly connected to the internet.
I always admire people who are not as attached to their phones as I am, and in recent months I have made more of an effort to disconnect. With the recent political drama in both the United States and Canada I have said to myself pretty consistently that I need to delete my face book. After some pretty heated discussions and then some "you didn't like the photo I posted on your wall" drama from people in my life, I finally, at the urging of my mother, deleted my Facebook last week.
Honestly, I thought I would miss it more, but I have come to realize that it was simply an epic time waster. I scrolled through my news feed mindlessly taking in links to poorly written articles and having my blood pressure rise when people post inflammatory comments. While I think Facebook can be a great tool to stay connected, in recent years it has become a platform that not only presents in some cases the lowest form of media, but also we can watch as we turn into the lowest and most superficial form of ourselves.
So after a week without Facebook I can say I am feeling pretty good, I fill that idle time by reading reputable news sources or by simply not looking at my phone. I was not particularly consumed by negative feelings previously but I did come to the realization that when I felt negative emotion it generally stemmed from reading something inflammatory on Facebook. I don't really have that negative stimuli now, and I must say, I feel pretty good.