Dear Facebook,
It's not you, it's me. I need to figure things out. Like how you are sucking all my time and how you're making me into someone I am not. Like how you make me hate myself as I skim through posts and pictures of my so-called "friends". God, their lives are so perfect! Why is my life not as perfect as theirs?
This blog post perfectly sums up my most recent feelings about Facebook. While I've struggled to use the website as my alter ego in addition to the real me - the real me is struggling with it.
My desire for real connection over the one that Facebook provides is winning out. I'm increasingly spending more time on all my blogs, reading more, and spending more time out in the real world with real people having real experiences.
It can be easy to forget how awesome that is (I mean real life and both the shitty and awesome experiences that come with it) without thinking about how great a status update the situation(s) would make. Or taking pictures and not worrying about putting them on Facebook or where ever on the immediate web with cute quips and snarky comments.
Down with Facebook, I'm here for my real life!
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Thanks for the kind words Gerald.