My mom thinks I’m insane. I won’t lie and say I’ve never given her reason to think that, but this week, I realized, I am insane. My mom is… right? How can that be?

For a while now, I’ve been getting frustrated by the amount of political and religious idiocy on Facebook. People I know to be at least mostly sane suddenly drive me to insanity because they post things like “Guns don’t kill people. People do!” or “Like this if you believe in God!” or “Like this if you want to see what happens in 8 seconds!” No. Thanks, but no. I’m not liking something because someone else is trying to guilt trip me.

I also realized that I love to communicate personally with people. I don’t do that with Facebook. I’ll stalk someone until i find a reason to like something or if I wanna find out if someone is dating, I don’t ask. I go to facebook to see if it is there. Same with birthdays, anniversaries, kids, weddings, etc. So I decided to delete my facebook.

And this is what my mom has issues with. It’s like she thinks she’ll never hear from me or know anything about me ever again! (I will not introduce her to my twitter sanctuary!) When she saw this she asked, “what about your pictures? how will we keep in touch?” in other words… “WHAT ARE YOU THINKING, KAREN!” I don’t know what I am thinking, at least, not all the time, but i do know this. I want to be approachable. i want interaction to be intentional. I want to disconnect.

Remember childhood, before cell phones? Before facebook and foursquare? remember when we could hide? As a kid, I had everyone’s birthdays memorized, friend’s phone numbers (and even a couple of businesses!), i wrote letters (sporadically), and my parents never worried about where I was because they probably had all the numbers memorized too. And now, I barely know my husband’s number, or my parents’, or my work’s. Friends, I am disconnecting from Facebook because I want to connect with life. And I may be radical for doing so, but I don’t really care. Here’s to many more conversations with friends, spontaneous emails, and the fun of the chase! i am disconnecting. 

About Karen

What's there to say really? I pretend I have two left feet because I hate the attention, but at the same time, i love to make people laugh, even if it's by being a klutz. I am an enigma, even to myself, and I'm full of irrelevant paradigms. I barely even know what I just wrote! View all posts by Karen

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