It's been a few months now, and I'm certain a few people have noticed, but I've given up on Facebook and officially cancelled my account. It's nothing personal against anyone I was "friends" with; I just needed to do it for myself and my own physical and emotional well-being.
I feel kind of bad about it, since I used to sing its praises and invite everyone (and many family members), but I just don't need Facebook anymore. For me, and I'm surely not the only one who feels this way, it wasn't a positive influence or conducive to living a good life. While weighing the pros and cons of my favorite social networking site, I decided the cons had it. I'm not saying it's like that for everyone, and maybe it would be different if I was happily married with with children, but this single guy doesn't need it anymore.
With the exception of a handful of people, I'm able to contact and be contacted by everyone I'd ever need without Facebook. There are casualties in war, as they say, and the few people I only talked with via Facebook have taken the bullet. I'm sure they're not crying themselves to sleep at night, though. After all, it's just me.
Instead of having my laptop on the coffee table with Facebook open in one of my browser's tabs all day, I'm doing other things more...like exploring other types of books. I read a lot more now (Stephen King and The Bible mostly) and usually hit up the gym five days a week.
While I can't say that I'll never re-up with Facebook, since I've always claimed to be a Doug of second chances, I don't see it happening anytime soon.
