I hate Facebook.
At least that’s what I thought. Over the years, this social media platform has become a wasteland of SPAM, meaningless status updates, and photos intended to promote one’s coolness.
Social media. It’s such a strange phenomenon – we can share ideas, photos, and events with friends, yet nowadays it’s a measuring stick for popularity, or unpopularity, as is the case for most of the world.
Thirsty? Go on social media. Want acquaintances to FOMO? Go on social media.
The other day, I was on Facebook and clicked on the “People You May Know” section.
I was quite horrified at what I saw.
How. The. Fuck. does Facebook know that I may know these people? The group was a weird mix from all over the place, mostly those that I don’t care to see.
It was like seeing a bad dream on my laptop screen.
I hate how smart the Internet is, oh but I love it too. C’est la vie.
It’s funny how an attitude adjustment can change the entire outlook of something.
My disdain for Facebook had gradually crescendoed into full-on loathing over the years. Then, at that moment, as I was on the “People You May Know” section, it hit me. The proverbial lightbulb went off.
Facebook was shit because I made it shit.
Why do I have all these friends? Why am I connected to so many people who I couldn’t care less about? What’s this need for everyone to accumulate more and more friends?
The solution was easy.
That night, I purged my friends list, unfriending over half of my so called friends. The ones I unfriended were a combination of: assholes, people I no longer cared to keep in touch with, people who polluted my feed with all sorts of bullshit, boring individuals, my family, etc. (just kidding about the family, I am so glad my parents are computer illiterate)
What was the result? Apparently, I have way less friends now. But c’mon, who really has hundreds of friends? Show me someone who does; I almost guarantee that I’ll hate that person.
But, my Facebook looks exponentially improved. There’s a lot less selfies and baby pictures now, which is great.
I’m not opposed to someone showing photos of their child, but every damn day? (Emily has gone over this already.)
God bless Jimmy Kimmel. He’s already celebrated National Unfriend Day for 5 years now. But I didn’t want to wait until November 17 to start cleansing my social media.
Over the years I had grown more hesitant to share anything on Facebook for the simple reason that I had so many friends that I didn’t want to share my shit with.
I actually enjoy people sharing photos, opinions, and ideas on Facebook, as long as they are honest and uncontrived.
I posted this message with my remaining friends after my purge, which felt amazing. It was a simple effort to control my content and to eliminate any unnecessary baggage.
What if everyone was friends with their actual friends? Imagine that.