i left the face book + instagram and i am happy i did.
some of the most miserable points in my life was when my instagram was most “on fleek”, getting “mad likes”. i was traveling so much because home didn’t feel so good!
it is funny running into people i haven’t seen in a while, they seem to assume if someone isn’t in their feed for a while they are dead. rumors of my death are greatly exaggerated
i also think some uh, “rekindlings” (romantic or platonic) i’ve had since moving back to a city i used to live in would not have happened if they’d slowly drip drip dripped info since we last saw each other… being forced to sit down, have a coffee/beer/other things and chat about what’s changed since we last met is more authentic.
if you’re not a jerk about it (i’ve had the same phone number since the bush administration, i’m accessible), people find it refreshing. some even join me in ditching fb and installing signal. every hipster i feed fernet and convince to install The Other Blue App is like reaching into zuck’s pocket and removing a 20 and it feels good.
the strength of a network is n^2:
so every one of us who ditch it helps more than you’d think
ps: nice pentagram wikipedia
