If anyone hasn’t noticed, it’s been two weeks since I have checked into Facebook. One day I felt sick of the shit and the habitual logging-in to see the latest pile of inane drivel that my friends have splattered out. I remember consciously thinking that I was having a good day… until I logged into Facebook and saw something stupid.
So I stopped looking. No big announcement, no shutting down of pages, nothing. I just left it alone. And I don’t miss it one bit.
It probably comes as no surprise that I’m here looking at things a bit more since I’ve got slightly more time to myself, but I am also doing other, more worthwhile things too. I simply developed a habit that if I was to hover my finger over the Facebook app icon on my phone I’d just do something… anything different. Since that time I feel like a much calmer person who is slightly more at peace with the world.
One thing I do miss, however, is seeing my friends interstate sharing what they’re getting up to in lockdown. Or the often hilarious exchanges that take place. But I’ve never once in these two weeks felt like I am being left out from anything. Really, how much time or energy - both my own and at a societal level - is social media really worth?
It could all burn down tomorrow and I couldn’t care less. And the world would be a much nicer place.