The term “Facebook Suicide” actually has a very unique implications to me. The reality is that I have actually committed “Facebook Suicide” two times, but after both times I revived it. At some points in time I was obsessed with writing on peoples walls and having them write back on mine. I clearly remember one point in my freshman year when I got 37 posts in one day. Boy was I happy that day. I started to get annoyed and frustrated when I would go days with comments. It made me feel like a loser. At some point I even would go on other people pages and compare how many comments I got. This obsession drove me mad and I deleted my Facebook, on two occasions.
That is when I had to alter the way I used and thought about Facebook. It was an understanding that Facebook is not reality, and is primarily a tool used to connect me. I try and use this tool as minimal as possible and use it mainly for staying in touch with people and event invitations. I do sometimes find myself accessing Facebook too often on some particular days, but I am aware of this. I quickly close the window if that is the case.
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