I hate Facebook.

If you’ve been keeping up to date with my posts (don’t worry if you haven’t, it doesn’t bother me *cries quietly*) then you’ll know that I don’t have Facebook. Until now! Woo! I hate it. Random people keep trying to add me, and so do my ex-boyfriends (awkward!) and people are poking me. Why are people poking me?!

But I guess the main reason I hate Facebook is that it makes me feel so alone. I see pictures of all my “Friends” going on these great adventures and right now I am sitting on my bed with my computer on my lap and a cup of tea on my windowsill. I haven’t left my bed in 3 hours. It makes me feel like I have failed at life, because I don’t go on these spontaneous adventures with my friends. I have to plan everything. In advance. Like a  month in advance. And the majority of people on my Friends list aren’t even my friends! In real life I have maybe three ‘true’ friends that I completely trust and who will likely be lifelong friends. Yet on Facebook I have 200 friends. People I used to go to school with, long lost relatives, those random people I met on a night out. All of them like my posts and pictures, they call me beautiful and are amazed at my achievements. But really, do they care? No. Of course they don’t, but I still feel that jolt of excitement each time that notification pops up.

In the few days since making the account I hate the person I’ve become. The one who constantly needs to login, who takes endless selfies, and one who needs to be ‘liked’ by people I don’t even know to feel good about myself. So I think I’m going to lay off Facebook for a little while, don’t get me wrong it’s a great way to catch up with people but for a lot of us Facebook is more than that- it’s an addiction, an obsession. Instead I’m going to read more on this site, where you’re ‘liked’ for your thoughts and views, not because you can make a whole sentence out of emoticons (although that is an excellent skill)!