Day 1 without Facebook

I already miss my beloved social media platform that kept me in touch with.. people. What people? Friends. They are friends, right? Or contacts? Or connections? But yes, I miss Facebook already.  The brainless time pass of scrolling the news feed up and down, satisfying my curiosity. Having a peak into people’s lives, virtual lives. Are they really all so happy? Or really all so sad? Are they really so popular? Or are they really so strange, outgoing, shy, beautiful, tall, short, skinny, intelligent, dumb ;), kind, rude? Was Facebook perhaps a perfect mask for me also? 

Now I don’t happily share my happy stuff. My account has been deactivated :D. I never thought I would really do it, but yeah, curiosity can take a silly woman to strange places. A woman who will never admit how curious she actually is and does her best to keep it within borders.

I could easily stay a day without Facebook, but can I stay for more days without Facebook? Have I turned into an addict after all these years? The good thing is, I can now keep my happy stuff all for myself and share it with people who are actually around me. And the sad stuff was already never shared, because I considered Facebook to be a happy stuff sharing place, so the sad stuff stays where it has always been.

So let me see what my Facebook-less days will do for me. I already started doing some other things, in the time I would spend on Facebook and they have nothing to do with social media :).