Breaking free from my Facebook addiction
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Last year I reached the point of no return.
I was emotionally broken and anxious. Afraid and worried.
I found myself crying at the drop of a hat, and the one reason for all of these emotions was Facebook.
Because I had many "friends" who cared about my opinions, Facebook was my source of joy, happiness and excitement.
It made me feel so good when I got so many responses to my posts.
I soon found out that for me, the responses I was getting were from people who were sitting around and waiting for something to come up for them to respond to.
I noticed that some of these people were depressed and were on Facebook all the time trying to get someone to "like" and respond to them.
I realised this was me.
I was checking my Facebook several times a day. I had the app on my phone and needed to have access to it.
I realise now it was an addiction. I needed my Facebook fix. I needed that "like" to make me feel I was important.
Getting away from it was the only way for me to be emotionally healthy again. I deleted Facebook from my life.
I decided that it was important for me to have face-to-face conversations. To pick up the phone and hear someone's voice for a change.
To go back to hearing the emotion in people's voices, not misconstruing some text on a computer or phone screen.
I decided to be social without social media.
I have been Facebook-free for more than a year.
I find on the odd occasion that I get a person who can't find me when they search and I have to tell them I've deleted my account.
But that's OK - these are the people who truly care, the ones I actually want to connect with.
I haven't felt depressed or cried for no reason since I've been Facebook-free.
I like to read books and magazines, and spend time reading or playing games with my daughter. I couldn't be happier.
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