I love to read and that includes reading stuff that my Facebook friends post on their wall. I felt like it was my social obligation to respond through every posts by “liking.” I was also the type who would share some not-so private personal happenings for the sake of opening myself to my friends.
I have three kinds of Facebook friends:
- Those that are under restricted are restricted because I don’t wish to share my posts with them. They are those who offended me in the past and those who are on the habit of putting meaning to my every posts.
- Those that are under acquaintance are classified that way so that they wouldn’t see my pictures who are reserved only for:
- ……..my friends.
Facebook is too addicting because it feels so real-time. Like when I leave a comment to a friend’s post, somebody or that friend would react or reply.
Facebook has a lot of information to offer from a jet-setting friend to the current events to travel to the latest in fashion and so on and so forth.
Since Facebook is visual, it is entertaining and before you know it, it’s already 12:00 midnight. Talk about staying late online instead of going home late from a party!
Then two days ago, my Facebook app crashed so I was left with the mobile Facebook that was not as good as an eyecandy as the app. Then I realized that minus the visual factor, facebooking was just another lousy habit. I started reading historical articles again from the dalai lama in Tibet to the great Chinese dynasties in the past. Would you believe that since two days ago that I was inactive on Facebook, nobody really bothered to ask me what happened? It led me to conclude that we are too occupied with our own wall posts and something-to-share about that we failed to recognize the main purpose of this tool as a way to connect friends.
I did a mental calculation of the “friendship” that I would lose in case I discontinue my interest on Facebook and I found out that I only have a few of them that I’m frequently in contact with. Therefore, it wouldn’t hurt much to slip away from this online world.
I guess this is where maturity begins—maturity in terms of letting go of an
“addiction” to pursue greater things in life like being more productive and relevant.