Life was Better When Social Media Had People Arguing for a Spot in Your Top 8

 It was a lot harder for me to hit the "delete" button on my Facebook account than I thought it would be. 

I mean, I know it's a horrible platform these days in which its users are the product. Keeping up with friends gets harder and harder as the feed gets filled with more and more ads, many disguised to look like posts from people I supposedly might know. And Mark Zuckerberg is one of the biggest piece of shit human beings on the planet. 

But Facebook is still one of the easiest ways of keeping in touch with people. Granted, with the way the feed works these days, it's gotten hard to keep up with what's going on in random friends' lives unless you specifically go to their page, but that often feels like more effort than it's worth (especially when you're trying to find out if someone is finally single again and their relationship status still shows "in a relationship"). 

There's also, for someone that's quite active on the site and has been on it for close to 15 years, so many pictures on there. Sure, they can be backed up (you can actually back up nearly all of your profile should you want to), but it's just not the same as having them out there for the world to see. 

And I don't have to spend as much time doom-scrolling Facebook as I do - I can learn to moderate, plenty of people do. But it's just so easy to pull it up on my phone when it feels like there's nothing else to do, especially if I don't feel I have the time to start doing something productive like reading an actual novel. Even though I usually end up spending 10-15 minutes doom-scrolling each time, which is definitely enough time for reading a few pages from an actual book.

Funny enough, as I sat there contemplating whether I should actually delete the damned thing, I remembered the first invite I got for the site. It was back in the days you needed a university email address to join. I created my first profile on the site, goofed around with it for a few minutes, and then told myself there's no way that site could replace Myspace. If only I knew then what I know now...

Anyways, after too much contemplation and reminiscing, I finally hit the delete button. Didn't even bother backing anything up either. I do have 30 (well, 26 at this point) days to change my mind according to the site and I know there's a chance I do so (telling myself I'm only doing it to retrieve some old photos and then I'll re-delete it, but knowing full well that won't likely happen). But I hope not.

Of course I have no idea how anyone will find/read these stupid blogs now that I'm not posting the link to them on Facebook, but that's probably also for the better.