Not to give the story away, but nothing happened.
Well, there is a little more to the story and since you stopped by I will tell it to you.
It all started around 2007 when my good friend (a much younger and hip friend) said ‘You on Facebook?’
‘What?’ I said like an old lady who can’t hear you. ‘WTF is Facebook?’
I was clueless (as was everyone else then before it blew up all huge and everyone and their granny was on it).
I even had her create an account for me because I told her I barely knew how to use a computer.
Fast forward about five years later and I was in deep.
I LOVED Facebook!
It was fun. I loved connecting with people I used to know. I found friends from elementary school and folks from the restaurant business that I had lost contact with. I made good, solid connections with people I never met but shared so much in common with online.
It also gave this SAHM and budding business woman a way not to feel so lonely (cue the sad music). I thoroughly enjoyed it and the social outlet it gave me.
Fast forward…again….keep up if you can! 🙂 to 2012. Things had changed. My passion for my healthy living business had waned. I was not ‘feelin it’ any more but yet wanted to be ‘feelin it’ very badly. I kept trying and nothing seemed to stick. I know now that is because when you are not fully passionate about something, it’s never going to really work out. But there I was trying and trying – okay, let’s tell it like it is. A lot of this trying was spent looking online (and on Facebook) at what others were doing. I spent loads of time looking at other peoples websites, blogs, Facebook pages and tweets. They were passionate, had strong points of view, and many followers. And people were making money too! What was I doing? I was spending time looking at them and their success then feeling sorry for myself and eating my feelings so I was getting fat, getting unhappy, and further feeling sorry for myself (cue that sad music again). I also realized that all this time (wasted) online was pretty much sucking my soul. And I was fully allowing it to happen.
So one day I decided enough was enough and I picked a day to unplug all together.
And unplug I did.
I felt the biggest deal would be the deactivating of the Facebook. But after a few days, then weeks it was as if I had never been on there at all. I stopped thinking in status updates (seriously, I had begun to think that way, it was ridiculous). I stopped waking up and getting online. Initially my anxiety increased but then quickly completely decreased and I was a calm little cucumber (okay, not really, I will never be one of those).
I actually ran into people (in person! randomly!). I got a few nice text and notes from people. ‘OMG!’ I thought ‘Life CAN happen even if you are not online.’
Ya, hello, of course it can.
WTF have humans done for the past 1000’s of years?
As you can see, I am back online blogging (because my extroverted personality needed an outlet!) and do have a little Twitter account.
But no Facebook because I want to continue chillaxin and figure out what is next for me (maybe nothing, who knows) and then if I am so compelled or feel the need to have a Facebook business page, back on it I will go.
But I will say how nice it is these days, when the baby naps, not to spend an hour looking at pictures of friends friends friends and their groovy lives.
My ungroovy life is plenty to entertain and keep me occupied.
Tell me about your Facebook love affair or lack thereof!