Why I deleted my Facebook account
I quit Facebook right around the time my son was born. It wasn&#x27;t for privacy reasons (and frankly, it never bothered me), but rather for the enormous energy and time sink it had become. Truly, it was as if I was a dopamine junkie and Facebook was the pusher of those sweet, sweet red circles with a number in them that meant someone, somewhere vaguely agreed with something you posted. I noticed I was not present in the moment with my newborn son, but rather my brain was hunting for the next quip to post or cute&#x2F;smug&#x2F;humblebragish picture to upload.<p>I quit cold turkey and have never looked back.<p>I&#x27;m off all social media today (except LinkedIn) and have weeded out a lot &quot;friends&quot; who really were just co-enablers in the dopamine rush hunt.