I recently deactivated my Facebook account. It happened to coincide with the new year, but more than that it coincided with a break from work that I was determined to sit back and enjoy.
Deactivating my account did not delete my account. I can still log in any time I change my mind. Everything will be there, intact, waiting for me. Deactivating one’s account is, in fact, not a big deal.
I’ve known it was the right choice for me for quite a while. Any time I opened my laptop, I went straight to Facebook to “check on things” before I got any real work started. This could be a quick five minutes or up to an hour, depending on which task I was trying to avoid.
I am not opposed to Facebook, I just know that I cannot get work done with that kind of digital distraction in my life. In this post I’ve outlined the reasons I liked Facebook and how deactivating my account changed things.
Messenger still works. I love messenger and the group functions. My family stays connected with our constant banter over Messenger. I like to have video chat functions for my friends and family who do not have Facetime. I would have kept my Facebook account for Messenger alone, but I’m glad I don’t have to.
I can still view business pages. Many small-town businesses like my favorite thrift shops don’t maintain websites and
I can still view events… kind of. My friends cannot invite me to events they make which I do not mind, because I know they will call or text to invite me. The events I was worried to miss out on were concerts at Codfish Hollow, shows by Lissie, or classes at Convivium Urban Farmstead; all valuable experiences but lacking in a person to reach out and invite me. I can still view these Facebook pages and the details of their events when I seek them out but there is no newsfeed or alert to call my attention. This is both a positive and a negative: I don’t feel like I’m missing out on the fabulous events that “everyone” else is enjoying, but I need to work a bit harder to seek out experiences that will actually enrich my life.
Friends can still send posts. I can even show them here…
…and you can view them here; Facebook account or not. This is in reference for our propensity to choose extremely low-key activities so we can just sit and chat. Last New Year’s Eve for us included her driving four hours for us to sit and watch The OC’s New Year’s episode.
On the flip side of this, I cannot browse Facebook and find a witty meme to send back.
I can no longer post to my business page. I (used to) keep a business page for my classroom and am unable to post to it. I’m sure there is a workaround here that would include making my husband an admin, logging in through Hootsuite, etcetera, but that would defeat the purpose of simplifying my life. I still post to Instagram which is where my students are anyway.
I can not access photos and I cannot be tagged in future photos. One sticking point is that I have been documenting my life on Facebook for the last twelve years and I have a false sense of having built a scrapbook of sorts. At some point I will log in and download photos to print (or clutter up my computer’s desktop, if I’m honest) but friends cannot tag me in future photos they post. I’ll have to personally ask them to send a copy of a photos we take together.
I can not access my saved posts. I enjoy the occasional video or meme as a conversation point to start class and I will not have access to where I have them saved on Facebook.
Using your Facebook login across platforms will reactivate your account. I have lazily chosen the Log In with
Nothing strange or profound has happened since I deactivated my account. I mindlessly went to Facebook several times in the first days to be reminded to log in, which made it apparent what a procrastination crutch it had been. I will be back eventually I am sure, but for now am appreciating this time away to evaluate what a more healthy relationship with social media could look like in the future.