Friday, December 4, 2009

The Best Day of My Life.

Not everyone knows this about me, but I have become increasingly hostile towards Facebook. I joined about two years ago, not really knowing what it was, I was just bored at work. It was fine at first. Just something for me to look at when I couldn't find anything else to do. However, the more friends I was connected to, the more I grew to dislike it. I found that more and more people would update their status, saying something vague just so people would ask questions, and it was clearly only a cry for attention. While this may be acceptable to some people, I find that there are few things that bother me more. So, as I found myself starting to complain about Facebook and truly loathe the idea of social networking, I decided it was time for me to cut it out from my life. I waited for a while, trying to find the perfect time to rid myself of the plague on my life only because I didn't want everyone in the world that I know to think that I hated them, assuming that I had disfriended them instead of them knowing that I had deactivated my account. Then I realized one day how it doesn't even matter. I just wanted to do it and be done. So yesterday, I said goodbye. And today was the day. I did it. I deleted my account. I am no longer a member of Facebook, and I feel fantastic about it.
In case you are all now wondering what happens when you deactivate your account, and how to do it, I will tell you. First of all, you look under "Settings" and then you click "Deactivate". Then it takes you to a new page, where it tries to suck you back in by telling you that specific people will miss you. I was not swayed. Then it asks for the reason why you are leaving. I'll just tell you now, "I hate Facebook" is not on the list of options. So I chose "other". It then asks you to explain further. This is what I wrote.
"I have no use for Facebook in my life. Any of the people I truly care about, I keep in touch with without Facebook. People that update their status regularly, I find annoying. Every time I would log into my account, I found myself becoming irritated with the people that were my "friends". Deactivating my account is going to not only make me very happy, but I believe it will also improve the quality of my life. And I am being completely serious. So thanks for allowing me to be a part, but this is really goodbye."
And that was the end of it. It was a little anticlimactic as the page it took me to after that told me that I just had to log in using my same information again, and I could just choose to have everything back to how it was. I wanted everything to be destroyed with no hope of any sort of recovery, but whatever. All that matters is that Facebook and I are over.