Elon Musk Deletes Own, SpaceX and Tesla Facebook Pages After #deletefacebook
I always felt like doing this (deleting my facebook account), but fear of missing out always kept me from doing it. Whenever I seriously considered leaving the platform, I had a vague sense that I would &quot;not belong to the herd&quot; anymore, that I would lose the option to contact friends &#x2F; family members, that I would be left outdoors.<p>The other day I made the step. I deleted my account. Before I did I exported all my data.<p>Two days past and I have a strange sense of freedom. Previously I would check my FB feed a dozen times a day. Although I deleted the app years ago, never really used Messenger, always had to use different browsers than Safari on my iPhone because FB would not let me read&#x2F;use messages in Safari, instead it wanted me to install Messagner. So previously I would check my feed many times a day to kill time. I was a &quot;lurker&quot;. Never posted anything since years, just used it as a news reader. And glanced over the things that my contacts posted. It gave me an illusionary feeling of connectedness, when in fact I could not be more disconnected from real contacts, quality contacts, and most of all: from myself by fleeing into a dull activity, by entering &quot;the matrix&quot;, killing time.<p>Today I felt like in my childhood, going to appointments, not killing time on my way to my appointment, having seen my surroundings like back in those days without so many distractions. A wonderful feeling.<p>I hope this platform dies, rather quickly. Because it harms society and individuals more than we are aware of.<p>Edit: Grammar