I got out of Facebook a couple of months ago. I went without a farewell post, because I knew that would entail a discussion that would be impossible to resolve, what with me being gone. Many would have a great laugh at my expense, one last dig from some, and some inveigling me to or assuring me that I would return before long. So I thought, no, I’m deleting not deactivating. And the requisite time has passed so that I can’t go back on again as if nothing had happened.
However, I’m still around and open to email, WhatsApp etc. (I wanted to quit WhatsApp as well because it’s linked to Facebook and I don’t like Facebook or Instagram, but I have family connections through WhatsApp, so that’s that.) I prefer the world of blogs and email, and there’s nothing you would really want to do – as opposed to what commercial operators want you to do – that can’t be done as well and more simply with email and blogs.
I gave up Facebook because I was putting a lot into it, had done for many years, but getting next to nothing out of it, other than a constant battle to repel unwanted adverts, invitations and ever more tiresome distractions. I hope to use my time for something more constructive in future.
One could go on and on, but I promised a quick note, so there you have it.
Update: I rejoined in March 2020 to make up for social isolation due to the Covid-19 pandemic.
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