On Sunday I very publicly deactivated my Facebook.  Today (Valentine’s Day), Thursday, February 14, 2019 is the first day I didn’t try to log into Facebook at the start of my day.

I have been keeping a log of the day and number of times I have gone to Facebook’s page out of habit.  I haven’t been logging in (I deactivated).  But I’ll be at my computer with empty minutes to fill and I will habitually, automatically, type Facebook’s URL into my browser window.  It takes me moments, I have a ridiculous WPM, then I’m there… the iconic Facebook blue tempting me with the drama, the memes, the political intrigue I crave.

Monday, February 11:

  1. 8:04 AM
  2. 8:22 AM
  3. 8:38 AM
  4. 8:50 AM
  5. 10:19 AM
  6. 10:47 AM
  7. 11:02 AM
  8. 11:26 AM
  9. 11:32 AM
  10. 11:47 AM
  11. 12:02 PM
  12. 12:47 PM
  13. 1:42 PM
  14. 1:55 PM
  15. 3:21 PM
  16. 3:40 PM
  17. 4:01 PM (although for this one, I only typed in the URL and I didn’t hit enter)
  18. 4:13 PM
  19. 4:38 PM
  20. 4:40 PM
  21. 4:58 PM

Tuesday, February 12:

Full disclosure, up to this point my “dummy” account was still activated.  I used that account to update my Facebook pages and groups when I’ve gone through previous deactivations (which obviously didn’t last) of my main account.  On this day I deactivated my “dummy” account and also deleted all of my pages.  I’m really trying.  It’s so hard.

  1. 8:03 AM
  2. 9:22 AM (“dummy” deactivation occurs)
  3. 10:52 AM
  4. 11:43 AM
  5. 12:00 PM
  6. 12:15 PM
  7. 2:34 PM
  8. 3:45 PM
  9. 3:59 PM
  10. 4:11 PM
  11. 4:22 PM
  12. 4:42 PM

Wednesday, February 13:

Obviously I did better on Tuesday than Monday.  The longer I go without a fix the easier it is.

  1. 8:18 AM
  2. 8:38 AM
  3. 9:12 AM
  4. 10:49 AM
  5. 11:15 AM
  6. 2:22 PM
  7. 2:59 PM

Thursday, February 14:

Today I want to keep my visits to the Facebook landing page to under five.  I think I can do it.  What’s interesting about this is that I haven’t once attempted to log into Instagram, Twitter, or Snapchat.  They mean almost nothing to me.  Facebook is my drug of choice.

I’m going to conquer it.  I’m going to beat my addiction to the social media platform.  In doing so, I’m going to prove to myself that whatever it is in that technology that makes me want it, whatever it is that makes me visit their page 40+ times in three days, I am stronger than it.

I am taking this challenge personally.  Facebook as been in my life since 2004.  Markie Mark Z. use to be one of my OG Facebook friends.  I’ve hardly known a life without it.

But I need a life without it.  It makes me miserable.  There is a reason so many of its original founders don’t use it, refuse to let their children use, some have even openly advocated against it.  That reason is because Facebook becomes compulsive.  It stirs within us the same type of craving as a chemical addiction.  Worse, it puts us against friend and foe alike.

Perhaps if I can beat it, I can beat other things.  Perhaps this is the start of a new perspective on life.  Just as likely, I’m allowing my brain to over-analyze the mundane.  It is just Facebook.