I have severely cut back my usage of Facebook over the last 12 months. I forced myself to try to use it as much as some of my friends, a small subset of whom seem to use it obsessively to post trivial updates on their thoughts and actions dozens of times a day.<p>I just found myself annoyed by the sheer quantity of non-content, vacuous feel-good stories or images, links to click-bait articles or just outright ignorance and stupidity from people I wouldn&#x27;t have otherwise suspected that about.<p>I removed my family and colleagues from my account a very long time ago. It very quickly became clear to me that having anyone like that on there was a grave mistake. Sure enough I was given some tired rants about how I was heartless to have removed them from my list ha ha. That&#x27;s how seriously some people take this. It&#x27;s bizarre to me. None of these people need to know anything about what I am doing socially with my friends.<p>I still have an account but I basically just check it once or twice a week for maybe less than a minute to see if I have any private messages or event invites. A few of my closer friends use Facebook messages as a primary method to organise meetups for board games or drinks and the like.<p>Since basically cutting down my usage to a few minutes every few days I can&#x27;t say I&#x27;ve noticed any difference in my social life, but I&#x27;ve definitely noticed a decrease in the amount of inane rubbish my mind has to process from the News Feed.<p>I have maybe 180 people on the friends list and I&#x27;m starting to realise that I could quite happily go the rest of my life without speaking to perhaps 75% of them ever again. I&#x27;m not even sure why I accepted their friend requests in the first place. Maybe I was just caufght up in Facebook as a new experience initially.