Sunday, May 11 2008 at 10:47 p.m. is the exact date and time that I first logged in to Facebook and created an account. I didn’t have much interest in Facebook and I thought Twitter was ludicrous. I have no idea why I chose to join both of them. Let’s just leave it that I had a bout of temporary insanity. What happened? I became a Facebook junkie.
The Facebook Junkie
At first I found Facebook to be a wonderful experience. I was able to catch up with good friends who I had lost track of for many years. Some were friends from high school who I hadn’t talked with in over 30 years. More importantly, I caught up with family members. There are 5 siblings in my family and we all live in different states. I enjoy catching up on what’s going on in their lives and their children’s lives.
Sadly, catching up with friends and family wasn’t all that I found myself doing. Lo and behold, I got caught up in political stuff. At first it was primarily about marriage equality, but I found I couldn’t stop there. I began posting about other social issues and about candidates. I got caught up in this year’s election.
I fully support Hillary Clinton. I don’t consider her to be the lessor of two evils, I whole heartedly believe she is uniquely qualified to be our president. I flooded Facebook with positive articles and memes about her. I posted many links to news sources that praised Hillary.
Trump is another story. He’s a narcosis, a fraud and a racist. I never had much faith in him, but when he made fun of a news reporter who has a disability, it sealed the deal for me that this was a man who should absolutely not be president. For Trump, I also posted memes and articles that showed what a fool he is. He’s a smart and cunning fool, but a fool nonetheless.
With time, I realized that most of the people I know, felt the same as I do about Trump. Why take the time to research him and post about him. when most everyone I knew felt the same already? I was preaching to the choir.
In addition to writing about Trump, many of my friends posted about the election several times a day. It got to be too much. I had no desire to hear any more about the man. All the posts were full of negativity and It was getting to me.
Taking a Break
I think it was a couple of month ago, that I decided to leave Facebook for a while, and it turned out to be an excellent idea. It gave me more time in my life, including time to write my manuscript. I didn’t realize how often I became distracted and logged on. There were times when I would be reading a book, and I’d be anxious to finish the chapter so that I could check my Facebook messages. Yes, it became an illness. I had officially become a Facebook junkie.
Shut it Down?
So now I have a big decision to make. Should I stay or should I go? I initially planned on my Facebook vacation to be for a few weeks, maybe a month, but then I started to think about the election. I came to the conclusion that I get enough about the election via the media (yes, the horrible, awful media.) I decided to wait until the election was over and plug back into Facebook on Wednesday, November 9th. Now, however, I’m rethinking this. Do I really want to go back at all? More importantly, is it healthy to go back? I tend to do things alcoholicly. Facebook is no different.
I’ve got just over three weeks to make my decision whether to go back after election day or not. Today, I’m leaning against going back. Tomorrow I may be the opposite. This isn’t a life or death decision, yet it feel like one. I think my alcoholism has morphed itself into Facebookism, and maybe that is the answer to my question. Perhaps there is no going back and reading and posting in healthy way. Perhaps, like alcohol, I need pure abstinence.
Any other Facebook Junkies out there?