- If you have used Facebook, has it positively or negatively affected your life, or do you feel neutral concerning it?
- Do you currently have a Facebook account?
- Did you have a Facebook account but you’ve deactivated or deleted it?
- Share something about Facebook that you consider to be a negative. If there are many things, please do ramble on! That’s what this blog is about. 🙂
Facebook Getting In The Way Of Happiness
From an article someone else wrote:
“Think back to the last time you spent the day doing better things than checking your notifications. Didn’t it feel like a great weight lifting from not only your thumb and index finger, but also your soul?
That feeling is no coincidence. Spending less time on Facebook might be just as important for your health as eating right. Social media’s got its place for staying in touch, but it’s become so much more — and so much less — thanks to ad saturation, oversharers, and idiots in their natural habitat.
Over the years, many studies have shown that Facebook is running you down mentally, and this past year saw a boom in “Facebook is bad for you” research. Now if only you could just… deactivate… that account…”
To read the rest of the article, click here:
Social Media Not Good For Authors
“Social media is not mandatory for authors.
But good writing is.”
The following article gives reasons why places such as Facebook, Instagram, and other social media sites are detrimental to your productivity as a writer and a waste of time if selling books is your goal.
Facebook is TMI
Facebook is too much information.
Way too much information.
Too much temptation,
to click and click and click,
looking for …
Looking for what?
What are you hoping to find?
Do you EVER find it?
Does it EVER satisfy?
Or do you keep going back to click, click, click…
Scroll, scroll, scroll…
Way too much information,
never knowing if it’s true or false.
Best to find something better to do.
Break the habit.
Form a new habit.
A healthy one.
Addicted to their phones
And then there are those people who are so addicted to Facebook, and to their smartphones in general, that they passively scroll through memes and ingest official-looking videos mindlessly for hours, not caring that they are neglecting their families, not noticing the dark and disrespectful degree to which their speech has sunk, not realizing what a parrot they’ve become as they repeat the conspiracy theories and the fearmongering and the hatred to anyone without earplugs inserted.
“I’m researching,” they say.
“I’m educating myself. I need to be informed so ‘they’ don’t come to my door to take me away.”
Yeah, tighten your tinfoil hat there, Bud. If you have a wife, I doubt you will for long.
“I read it in a Facebook meme…”
To the tune of Marshall Tucker Band’s “Heard It In A Love Song”…
“Read it in a Facebook meme,
Read it in a Faaaaace-boooook meeee-eme,
Read it in a Facebook meme…
Can’t be wrong.”
Doesn’t rhyme. Doesn’t have to. Doesn’t have to be true. Doesn’t have to be. People blindly share that crap with the click of a button because it matches what they feel. All the more potent does it seem when accompanied by a photo of someone famous they hate caught in a grimace mid-sentence, or a picture of a celebrity they admire.
At least the real song sounds better.
Trend of going without Facebook
I am happily off of Facebook. I’ve never been trendy, but I’m noticing that it’s become a trend in society to avoid Facebook.
I went without a phone for the first half of the 1990s in the wilderness of Alaska. I learned to adapt. I can easily go without a social media site.
Facebook? We don’t need no steenkin’ Facebook!
The following link is an article on some people’s choices to leave Facebook:
Screw you, Facebook!
Here’s a photo of tonight’s sunset, to help you detox from Facebook.
One Facebook escapee’s words
Freedom from Facebook
I am approximately two months free of Facebook. You could call it a social experiment, or a life change. Either way, if you have ever entertained the idea of breaking away from Facebook’s seductive clutches, you may be interested in my musings on the big F.
To me, Facebook is like a toxic friend. It builds you up and tears you down. It gives its approval and then withdraws it, leaving you uneasy and desperately seeing to regain its affections. One day, there are lots of likes and comments on your pictures, and the next barely an acknowledgement, leaving you feeling unloved and alone – your self-esteem hanging in the balance.
Most of us enjoy the voyeuristic element of Facebook. We peer at photos of our friends, family and acquaintances. Then there are the ex-partners. It if was an amicable split, you don’t want to delete them. This is all fine and dandy until the photos of the new girlfriend appear; then it’s like an ice pick through your heart. Before Facebook, you may have remained blissfully ignorant. Now, at the click of a button, you know her name, age, job, what she “likes” etc. Doesn’t it all seem creepy? Is this really necessary or healthy?
For me, deactivating my Facebook account felt liberating. I felt a sense of freedom and that my life was my own again. If you worrying about being seen in the same outfit twice on Facebook; if you are spending lots of time thinking up intelligent, witty Facebook updates, so that others will perceive you in a certain way; if you are concerned with endlessly posing for photos to get the best, impossibly sexy shots for Facebook; if you are comparing yourself to others in your news feed and, as a consequence, feeling dissatisfied with your life, then perhaps Facebook is not enhancing, but detracting, from your enjoyment of life. At least, that’s how it felt for me.
My main argument in favour of staying on Facebook was that I needed it to stay in touch with friends. What I’ve learned since is that my true friends don’t want to lose me just because I’m not on Facebook anymore. They viber me, they text me and they email me.
What about friends overseas? Well, once again, you can give them your email address, and if they’re a close friend, Skype them. I think Facebook does keep old friendships alive, but it also keeps them artificially alive, long past when they would ordinarily have run their natural course. If you’re lonely, wouldn’t you be better off getting out there and making new friends that you can connect with face-to-face? Is Facebook distracting you from pursuing real, human interaction? Is it not just a poor substitute for the real thing?
Since I’ve gone off Facebook, I have more time to read books, to research and learn online. I would waste so much time on Facebook, mindlessly scrolling through my newsfeed. And what did I learn? Pointless trivia and gossip that, for the most part, is obsolete within a day. The danger is that while you get caught up devouring someone’s holiday snaps and fretting that your ex’s new girlfriend is skinnier than you, you’re distracted from the issues that really matter. You have less time and space in your brain to think about global warming, wars and inequality. You’re also distracted from living in the moment and being fully present while you’re scrolling through your newsfeed.
If you want to join me, to separate from your ego and not be caught up in crafting a perfect image of yourself, removing yourself from Facebook is the way to go. Nobody is the character they portray on Facebook. It’s in your hands. Stop being a narcissist and let Facebook go! I thoroughly recommend it.
Words: Lauren Bray
Image: Shaun Butler
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Freedom from Facebook
Can I distract you with photos?
Here’s an idea. I can upload photos for you to view, which you might find enjoyable in your de-Facebooking process.
Maybe you can do the same on your blog, and add tags like “de-facebooking” or “get away from Facebook”, or whatever else you think might be helpful in leading others away from the old bad habit. As you’re doing that, you’re doing something other than scrolling through Facebook, and that’s a good thing!
Who knows – someday, Facebook might go the way of MySpace and become a thing that makes people say, “Hmm… I’ve heard of that word, but am not familiar with what it actually was.”