Day:1.
Last login: 11 hours.
Mood: Groggy.
Dear diary,
This is going to be tougher than I thought. I've just woken up and the first thing I thought of doing was checking Facebook. Before I even pee'd. One eye wasn't even open properly. There I was lying horizontally on my bed, still drooling onto my pillow, with my thumb hovering over my phone with no place to go. I wonder what that notification is for? Did someone like my last status? It was pretty funny, I deserve likes. Oh God, its started already.
I managed to resist. I must stay strong.
Day: 0.
Last login: 4 minutes ago.
Mood: Pretty positive.
Dear diary,
It's Sunday, 20:21.
I've decided to give up Facebook. I recently read somewhere that the key to happiness in life is apparently not being a member of Facebook. Who knew? So I am going to give it a go and see if the key to happiness isn't through inner peace, but is actually through not being a member of the Facebook massive. If only someone had told Buddha? The plan is to see if I can give it up for a week, maybe longer? Just wish I hadn't left such a good status, I can already see a notification! It can't be that tough surely? I'm far too addicted to that little "f" app on my phone, probably will find myself with loads of time on my hands now! Well I'll keep you updated.
Two weeks ago today, I gave up something that took up a lot of my time. Something I was very fond of. I would spend a huge chunk of my day browsing through everything it had to offer. Why would I give something like this up you ask? Well...because it DID take up too much of my time! I lost hours of my day by going on...Facebook. We have all been there, first off we start by looking at our profiles, then to a friends, then to one of their friends and before we knew it we have delved so deeply into that friends past that we could tell them their own family history. Its not just that though. Something funny pops up on our feed, we click the photo, oh look there's more photos to scroll through! Yet again, before we know it, its been three days since that first cat photo.
I have been an avid Facebook user since 2006, and with each new and updated phone I got, my obsession grew, and yes it was an obsession. I would wake up and the first thing I would do would be to check Facebook, before even saying good morning to my boyfriend. Sometimes I didn't even realise I was doing it, it was like my hands had a mind of their own, I would reach for my phone in the middle of watching a film or eating dinner, or talking to people. The thing that made it worse though was that 99% of the time absolutely nothing had happened since the last time I checked it. My boyfriend would always moan about me on my phone and at the time I didn't see the problem with it. I was still spending time with him wasn't I? No, of course I wasn't. I was in my own little bubble laughing at the latest meme or watching someone have an argument with their next door neighbours best friends dog.
So it has been two weeks now. The longest I have ever been away from Facebook. What have I noticed so far? My boyfriend seems to be an interesting guy...should get to know him more. I joke, although I do feel like we do spend more time together, we talk more, and I share more with him, where as before anything that would have happened to me I would put all over Facebook, sometimes before I had even told him what I had done that day. Will I go back to it? At this point, I'm not sure. I am over that initial OMG what the hell is happening on Facebook stage, and to be honest I don't really feel like I miss it at all. Sure I don't know all the little details about someone's break up, or what that guy had for lunch... but I'm still going, the world is still turning.
I have written a series of diary type entries that I will be posting over the coming days. This is where I have documented how I have been feeling over that first and second week, there may be a SLIGHT exaggeration in my entries, I'm not entirely crazy.
