Goodbye Book of Faces

11/22/2020

Today is Sunday, November 22nd. I have done it. I have pulled the plug and deleted my facebook account. It will take a full 30 days to go into effect, and up to 90 days for everything to be deleted.

I had tried to delete it before, yet I had the unmanageable goal of deleting all of my content on fb, and also deleting all of my friends, so that when leaving it would be just a total blank slate. Yet this task was too much for me to take on, and I had gone from 5,000 friends to a very tight 700 friends, and I hovered there for awhile, as I justified hanging onto it because I was utilizing Marketplace to sell my things for a move.

It was hard for me to also let go of the 705 people that I was having hard time deleting in the first place. This was my Ego being attached to being connected to these folks, and I had to see it for what it was and I now trust that if I am meant to be in touch with the folks on facebook, we will find a way.

I had made a big proclamation before I attempted to delete the first time, and through that process, many people gave me their physical snail mail address to add to my "back to the 80's" address book, so I did have a way to reach most people who wanted to stay connected with me in some form.

I realized that some of my friends/family were inspired by my initial push to delete fb all the way back in January 2020, and they actually followed through with it and deleted their accounts right away. I don't know if I inspired them, but I remember talking with them about my reasons for leaving, and they must have found their own reasons to leave. In turn, they inspired me to pull the trigger and leave.

So many reasons for leaving. I most look forward to an update a year from now, so that I can talk about how much better my life is for letting it go. Everyone is different, this is the right choice for me.

2 Comments

james link

9/11/2022 05:17:21

Appreciate your work very much. I do hope you see this message. :)
It is typed in the color black but I will drop it in on a black field (which is kind of cool, really). It is morning here in Maine, early fall. Trees are starting now to turn colors like orange. I play jazz trombone.
We knew of your work maybe five years ago. I was studying for my MFA here in sound art. My partner (wife) wanted to pursue a degree from Iḷisaġvik College in Utqiaġvik (Barrow). I do appreciate your work and wonder if things changed after the pandemic. We have an artist studio in Bangor here, but now prices are going up dramatically. We’ll see.
I can give you my web site but it is kind of confusing or maybe that is fine, or maybe it matters not too much either way, which seems fine in the bigger scheme of things.
So what happened in those five years? She did get her degree from Iḷisaġvik and I did complete my MFA. Now I am still there but looking at one historical alien named Sun Ra. I know, but it’s a loose plan really and they sort of give me degrees so that I will move along. Today she (Raven)(alarmingly practice and ever grounded) is studying healing and making textiles (kuspuks) through the university system in Fairbanks, opps wait, also writing, too: but all of that is: distance learning.
We’re in Maine, sort of north central Maine. My cat Fluffy is sleeping on the desk as I write. I wish you the best and hope you will write someday, maybe if a butterfly goes by; that could be the signal. Haha.
PS. an imaginary butterfly is perfectly fine, too.

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9/14/2023 10:30:46

Greatt post thank you

Goodbye Book of Faces

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