I deleted my Facebook account after realizing that every time I would go on it, the clickbait and mindless minutia would irritate me more than entertain me. between the advertisements, there would be &#x27;you&#x27;ll never guess what happens next!&#x27; posts, then political propaganda, then children&#x2F;marriage updates on people I hadn&#x27;t interacted with in years. At a certain point, I realized that it wasn&#x27;t even fun to me anymore, so I bid farewell to everyone, backed up my contacts &amp; pictures, then deleted my facebook. It&#x27;s been about two years since I left and, for the most part, I don&#x27;t really regret it.<p>With that said, what I do regret is missing out on my growing family. My cousins from out of state as well as my siblings are getting married and having kids. I was helping my mom log into her facebook the other day and I saw pictures of my niece&#x27;s first day of ballet class and my nephew&#x27;s first day of kindergarden. It made me light up and think &quot;Ah shit, I&#x27;m kind of missing out on these things.&quot; Although I see them every now and then, stuff like that is the only reason I would even consider getting back on FB. I find it funny that it&#x27;s for a completely different purpose from when I first joined in college.