Dear Facebook

Dear Facebook,

In our six years together, we’ve had some laughs.  But ultimately, the good is not enough to outweigh the bad.  Facebook, I’m breaking up with you.  I bet you didn’t see that coming, did you.  Well, I did it.  It’s done.

Part of it is me, Facebook.  I would spend my time on you clicking through pictures of myself, of my boyfriend, my friends, random people I went to school with, people my friends went to school with, the list goes on.  Frankly, it’s embarrassing that you even offered me a way to do this, and what’s worse is I partook.

As much as it pains me to tell you this, part of the problem is you.  You’re a time suck.  You’re boring.  You want me to “like” corporations and I want no part of that.  You want to redefine what people view as private vs. public.  Who do you think you are, Facebook?!  I don’t need this.  I don’t need you.

So I decided to end what we have together.  And then you put up that offensive screen showing me pictures of my best friends and me together and saying “so and so will miss you.”  But you know what facebook?  They won’t miss me.  Because I’m friends with them OUTSIDE of you, you know, in REAL LIFE.  And you made me tell you exactly why I wanted to deactivate my account, too, so you could attempt to rebuff me.  But it didn’t work, Facebook.  I’m too strong for you, but you certainly showed me that you won’t take our breakup lying down.  Which, ultimately, is kind of sad.  Goodbye, Facebook.

I’ll do my best not to come crawling back.

Catherine

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