First of all, I have to tell you that I do have Facebook (my face-less book is more accurate for me). I did enjoying it. I shared a lot of my life there, also had fun reading all the newsfeed from my friends.
But after sometimes, I felt kind of sick to share anything, sick of all the newsfeed so I don’t scroll it like I did before. I don’t want to know so much about them and vice-versa. I value my privacy more. I think FB is good place to stalk people.
My visits there getting lesser and lesser. It has been almost two years now since my love-hate relationship with FB. I only go there to check my inbox. That’s the only way my friends can reach me because I permanently disabled FB chat.
Few days ago was my birthday. As expected, there were birthday wishes on my wall. Thanks to FB for reminding my friends about my birthday. For long distance friends or friends that you can only see once awhile, FB is a good place to wish someone’s birthday or anything.
But when my friends or colleagues, who’s working on the same floor, sitting so near of me, chose to wish on FB instead of face to face with me.. you know something is totally not right here. This is when you really hate the existance of social media. It makes you “alive” in a virtual world, but in real world – you are dead.
Nowadays you can see people in your surrounding are too hooked up to their smart phones or whatever mobiles devices that they carry along. Sometimes I feel like to walk around naked and I’m sure no one will notice me. But can I blame technology? Honestly I was like them too before I realized I was totally disconnected from reality.
FB is now a desserted place for me. Same goes to my Instagram. Sometimes I wonder why I still have them. One day I’m hoping I’m brave enough to deactivate them. I prefer real world. I love the old days. I choose to wonder what my friends are doing now.