I finally deleted Facebook from my phone
Well, it has finally come to this. I deleted Facebook from my phone. This could be a first step in eliminating it entirely from my life. But right now, more than ever, it’s one small thing I need to do. As much as I love seeing people's families grow, sharing achievements, celebrating milestones, and sending birthday wishes to those I haven’t seen in years, I can’t ignore the fact that something very insidious has been permeating the platform – and our culture – for a while. Over the last few years, I haven’t been as active on Facebook as I once was – perhaps because I’m not the same person I was 18 years ago when I first created my profile. Hell, I’m not the same person I was 5 years ago. The 2020s have not been kind to me (or the world). I lost both of my parents within 3 years of each other, and during that time I also suffered other significant losses that I refrained from sharing here – because hey, social media is all about curating and showcasing the good stuff, right? The m...
