The Facebook Conumdrum
I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss Facebook. I haven't heard from some of my friends for two months. I left Facebook and now it's out of sight, out of mind. I find myself hovering over Kevin when he has Facebook up on his iPad, desperate to know if anything is interesting is going on. I have that worry that if I try to contact friends some other way I'll be bothering them and making them go out of their way. Besides, without my being on Facebook, we have nothing to talk about. Knowing I still want to know what's happening on FB is a sign of my addiction. I'm like an alcoholic trying to just get a little drop. As badly as I want to be back in the fray, I know it's not good for me. Then again, this whole data scandal makes me glad I am staying away. Do I really want to be the victim of having my personal data sold? Who am I kidding? Facebook has been monitoring my use, collecting my data, and selling it long before I left. All of thi...