Facebook is undergoing many changes, as is WordPress and a number of other websites. Change is inevitable. I am not against change. In fact, I change my mind several times a
I am uncertain as to whether my dwindling love for Facebook is due to the changes or due to my age. Whatever the reason, I am enjoying Facebook less and less.
Facebook is a free service, so I hesitate to moan and groan about something that is free (and completely voluntary). My thought was brought home when I found the following picture on someone’s Facebook ‘Wall‘:
The ever changing Facebook is creating a great deal of chatter within social media. When I saw the above picture, I laughed and vowed to keep my grumblings to myself. After a day or two, amidst the swirling commentaries of Facebook changes, I was reminded (again) that I had a choice.
That photo reminded me of the 40 days I deliberately disengaged from Facebook during Lent. Then I remembered how disengaging from Facebook for 40 days helped me connect with my writing, other writers and myself. (I also lost 7 pounds, but the weight loss was probably due to the fact that I gave up ice cream, too.)
Well, I want to disengage from Facebook again.
As I get older, I am edging out of what I assume is the targeted age group for Facebook. Then again, as I get older, Facebook is no longer my targeted destination with the start of every day. After all, I have a choice where I spend my free time.
But, Facebook does serve a purpose.
Facebook provides me with a platform to promote my blog. Which, by the way, my Lenore Diane’s Thoughts Exactly will remain on Facebook. I’m not going to ditch that shameless attempt to increase my blogging traffic. Plus, Facebook lets me see my extended family.
One of my uncles is battling Alzheimers. Through Facebook, I am able to stay in touch with my Aunt (pronounced: awnt) and their kids. I am able to see current pictures of my Uncle even though hundreds of miles separate us.
I have a cousin getting married this weekend. I fully expect pictures of the wedding to be added to Facebook. Since I am missing the wedding, I’d love to see the pictures of the wonderful ceremony and celebration.
I do not want to cut the ties of my extended family, because I want to stay current on what is going on in their lives. Plus, when my friends and family are all gathered up at the Shore, I want to see the pictures of the fun I am missing. (No, I do not have a fondness for torture, merely a fondness for pictures of the Shore. If you haven’t been to the Shore, you won’t understand.)
Though I do not want to cut the ties of family and friends, I do want to let go of Facebook… almost. Hopefully, my relatives (and any interested friends) will join my blogging Facebook page. If they don’t, I’ll have to rely on
phone calls and emails. (No one in my family is fond of the phone.)
Now, going back to my break from Facebook during Lent, I found myself becoming anxious at the thought of not seeing my Facebook friends. I thought of all the things I would miss like Laura’s outdoor adventures, Bill’s fishing and boating pictures, Andrea HT’s daily greet and goodnight, debates with Dempsey, Mike’s diehard Democratic ways, and Janet – just Janet.
When the time came, I did miss that connection with pictures and words from my friends. I’m sure I will miss the connection again, along with seeing friends that – at one point in my life – were very close to me.
After the first week of October, I plan to shut down my entire personal profile, rather than ‘unfriending’ (and risk offending) a bunch of people. Please know, I do not intend to come across as arrogant, believing my lack of presence on Facebook is earth shattering. Trust me, I know better. Few folks, if any folks, will notice my absence, and that fact is fine with me.
Things have changed. I have changed.
If I am going to get lost spending time on the computer, I’d prefer to get lost while writing a new post or reading a new post. I’d prefer to get lost while writing emails to friends. I’d prefer to get lost while reading emails from friends, with an attached picture of an outdoor adventure, fishing and boating pictures, an article to debate with Dempsey, left-wing articles from Mike, or a picture of Wonder Pup from Janet – just Janet. I’d prefer to get lost in the thought of the day that I am Freshly Pressed.
By the way, when that day comes … I will quickly update my Facebook status to let the world know I was – finally – Freshly Pressed.
Oh wait. I guess I’ll have to send a ‘tweet’.
I plan on shutting down my personal Facebook page on October 8th. To my friends and relatives, please stay in touch via the
new old fashioned way: email. lenorediane(at)yahoo(dot)com
P.S. Would someone please tell me why I see email addresses listed with ‘at’ and ‘dot’ spelled out rather than using the symbols?