I have had this love/hate relationship with Facebook for the last month. Well, that would be a very conservative figure. It's been much longer. It's just really begun to irritate me this last month. Discovering that one of my talents the Good Lord has blessed me with, I jumped with both feet in to begin another business, web design.
Being on Facebook wasn't a problem for me. Initially, I enjoyed it. I met new friends and reconnected with old ones. It was absolute bliss! I learned more about my friends, enjoying watching for their posts seeing what they were learning about life, the places they went and how their families were growing.
I was never a big social media fanatic. I never jumped on the MySpace bandwagon, wasn't much of a Twitterer, but this whole Facebook thing totally had me. The possibility of networking with other professionals and meeting people around the globe would be a great way to build my candle brand, Inspirational Candles. So, I grabbed my hat and jumped on that wagon and headed West!
I was a quick study! It wasn't long and I became an addict. I would check my account in the morning, afternoon, evening and before I went to bed. Pretty soon I was doing it soon as I got up. I didn't pay much attention to it until designing websites, I noticed that I checked it before I even read my Bible, prayed or started work. I watched for posts and email throughout the day while designing. It started taking more and more of my day.
I began talking to my friends about my feelings about this giant. I mean, c'mon, 300 million people or more are on this network. I felt quitting it would be quitting them somehow. I felt kind of guilty not to mention my children were on there. So, yeah, Mom abandons you on Facebook. Great. Questions swirled in my head like "How will I know what my kids are doing?" "How will I know how my friends are doing?" I looked down and my Smartphone which instantly became smarter.
As these questions bounced around in my head and in my heart, I was rebuilding my website for Inspirational Candles. As I completed the site, anxiously, I posted it to my Newsfeed on Facebook. I was excited! All the questions were being abated because I was thinking to myself perhaps I had it all wrong. I needed this giant. I built a network of 1,200 people. Then the inevitable happened. Facebook deleted my Newsfeed, called my content spammy and abusive. I was furious to begin with. So upset, I immediately notified my friends and family and began the process of deleting my account.
Once deletion process began, they actually posted pictures of friends and family, including my daughter, perhaps throwing a little guilt my way. I laughed, pressed deleted and took a deep breath.
The next day I opened my email and text messages. Friends and family have told me they also have been thinking about deleting their accounts because it is taking so much of their time. They were definitely going to limit their time. Did I start a revolution against a giant who has become a household name? I sincerely doubt it.
Have I started a revolution within myself? You bet!
In retrospect I think back and wonder how much time I spent there. Only God and Facebook knows. How much time I now spend doing things I am supposed to, that only God knows and with that, I am satisfied. I'm free!
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