By LUCY KIPPIST
I’ve almost clocked two years without Facebook. Yep, two years without even a single status post, photograph or even a sneaky look-in. I can’t get into my account anymore. I’ve been locked out. I am officially a person without Facebook.
Imagine how many babies have been born, weddings attended, dogs snapped and witty status updates I’ve missed…
When I admitted this in the office today, I hit a wall of questions. And shock. Actually, dumbfounded is probably the most apt description. How did you manage that? What do you DO? How do you KNOW ABOUT ANYTHING? HOW DO PEOPLE CONTACT YOU?
My answers bordered on the same every time. It’s OK. Everything I want. I don’t. And if they want to, they will – mostly!
So what have I learned during my hiatus?
Well, life feels a little less angsty in the ’real’ world. When you’re offline the only issues that run around your head are things that actually happen to you in real time. Maybe it was a conversation that you had on the weekend. Or perhaps you’re worried about an interaction at work. These are real problems that occurred while you were participating in life. Not because of something you’ve gleaned from a status update.
You have to face the feelings. How often do you post something on Facebook to make yourself feel better? Maybe you wanted some attention, you’re feeling sad, you’re feeling lonely, you’re feeling bored. So you just do a little status update and wait for someone to respond. Sometimes it works and perks you straight up. Other days you might ruminate on the reasons nobody responded and it gets you nowhere.