I went off of Facebook for about six years. There was a lot going on in my life, and after receiving some particularly depressing news, that desire to present some kind of avatar of myself felt impossible.
Three years ago, I returned to Facebook. My motivation for doing so was to in part to make it easier to be included on things with my wife, who had rejoined Facebook. It also became clear to me that the reasons I went off Facebook were no longer really relevant, and my status as "that guy who doesn't use Facebook" no longer had the cachet it did in 2010.
So I have been back for about 3 years, and frankly it kinda sucks. I wound up using it as a quasi-blog, where I'd post links and complain about things, but the reality was that most of the posts that wound up with any feedback were posts where I shared a picture of our dog, or our son, or our son with a dog.
This isn't to say that those things are bad, it's just that Facebook as a social space is pretty unhealthy in some really strange ways, ways that I only ever understand when I go off Facebook, which I did again about a month ago.
My reasons this time were really different - I'm finishing my dissertation and given everything that is going on, Facebook just felt like an unhealthy distraction.
This is all to say that I'm going to try to blog more, in part because I like writing about things, and feel more inclined to do so. But I tend to say this every few years, and nothing happens, so who knows?
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