If Facebook were alcohol, I’d have to go to rehab.
I’ve been on Facebook socially since 2008, and early on, it was great. I reconnected with old friends and distant family. I developed some great friendships with other writers. It was all Facebook is supposed to be.
But I loved it too much.
I chatted on Facebook when I should have been writing. I chatted on Facebook when I should have been picking up the house or cooking dinner. When I hadn’t chatted on Facebook in a while, I got anxious.
Even now, if I happen to walk past the computer, I want to check Facebook.
It bothers my husband. It irritates my kids. It is a daily struggle (still!) to make the right choice. Get something done with my day, or sit on the computer and talk to friends all day long.
When I began to notice that I was getting into arguments on Facebook on a regular basis I knew I had to stop it all.
If I was a drunk on Facebook, I was a “mean drunk.”
That is not who I want to be.
It sounds hilarious. It is incredibly embarrassing, but honestly, I am a Facebook addict. I have a feeling there are millions of us.
The only way I can function successfully in my work/life balance is to socialize exclusively from my author page. This limits how much I see on Facebook so that I can’t sink in for day-long sessions anymore.
This is why, even if you are a friend from church, or another author who I adore, I won’t accept your friend request or join your group. I just can’t. It’s not healthy for me, my home, or my family.
You may go on Facebook and see I have an account with like, 7 friend. That account administrates my author page and book pages. The 7 friends are my mom, my brother, and 5 other people who snuck in when I wasn’t paying attention.
I may find in the future that even having an author page and book pages is too much for me, but for now, from a business perspective I need to make it work.
You have permission to laugh at me, because it is really dorky, but I appreciate you respecting the boundaries I have to set to keep myself a productive human.
I’d hate to find myself on the curb one day with a sign that says “anything helps” secretly planning to spend the quarters for minutes on a phone with good web connections.
If you’re an old friend, now you know why I don’t Facebook like I used to. But if you want to be in on the Facebook life I currently lead, feel free to pop over and like my author page and the page for The Tangle Saga. I promise to keep you apprised there of the whacky things my kids say, and of fun stuff I find while trawling around the internet. And I promise I won’t talk about guns (anymore), other politics, or contentious religious minutia.