I have decided to give up Facebook for the month of July because I am participating in dry July and I find Facebook sopping wet with addiction.
So far it's been hard. Pretty much straight after I deactivated (like a robot) and evacuated from the site, I felt like updating my status to let everyone know that I had bitten the bullet and done it.
I could tell that Facebook didn't want me leave, as soon as I clicked on the deactivate option, they were were straight up in my grill.
"Are you sure you want to deactivate?"
"You can re-activate your account at any time by simply logging in with your old email address and password."
"Your friends are going to miss you."
Thanks Facebook, way to make it even harder for me! I can't believe Dayna, who punched me in the face in high school is going to miss me, did she really say that?
I went to bed and suffered immediate Facebook withdrawal symptoms - nightmares, cold sweats and headaches. Apparently the first three days are the hardest.
I think if I start to get weak and tricking myself into thinking I just need one little hit, one little look into who has been tagged in a photo or what bogan Facebook groups my bogan mates from Mudgee are joining, I'm going to have to get a friend to change my password.
I don't really know who I would trust though. Maybe my brother. Family are the best people to turn to in hard times like these.
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