Facebook Rehab, Maybe Relapse.

I wanted to spend some time off Facebook so I started my 30 day Facebook rehab. I made a vow to myself, I made it public, I wished it true, but alas, I logged back in and aaaargh! I had a rehab of only 6 days and I failed.

Why it’s difficult:

Some people communicate to me solely through Facebook messages. That should change soon though.

Some people do not email you when they need to reach you… even if it says on your profile you’re not logging in! (Why I’d assume anyone would pay attention to that is beyond me.)

I’m worried about my baby sister and this way I can obsessively check on her without her knowing!

Some close family members only announce important news like new girlfriends on Facebook and if you don’t see it there you won’t ever know! :P

There are book-related things I want to be able to share by clicking this little button called “Share” on external websites… and then suddenly I’m logged in and I’m sharing and I can’t help it!

Nobody cares when you’re not there—it’s a surefire way to find out how many friends you (don’t) have!

Not to mention all the surely fascinating and amazing news I’m missing about books and publishing, it’s like I’m living on this little island with one tree and no one visits ever, which is fine, sure, fine, but… I’m curious! Like who has read The latest Robert Ludlum book? I want to read it! What books are coming out that I should know about? What is happening? What is going on? Not to mention the lack of advice on my little one-tree island. There are some days I’d like to know.

I just miss it—and some of my friends—that’s all.

Sigh… I’m still trying to keep myself away until I can make it through the next couple of months, as I have a lot of work that needs done and I am too easily distracted to add one more thing to the mix right now. But, who knows. This has quickly become a far more depressing undertaking than I expected. Is this a normal stage of social networking withdrawal, or am I just facing up to the reality of living in 2012?