Dear Constant Reader,
For the past week or so I’ve been taking a break from Facebook. You might be puzzled since you were sure you’ve seen me there. Kind of. I’ve been cross-posting from Instagram and popping on briefly to link to my writings here. But I haven’t been creating any content and I haven’t been reading anything.
I’ve been finding Facebook to be a place where ugliness and unpleasantness fly and magnify. I try to avoid things that will make me unhappy and frequently what I see on Facebook makes me unhappy. Maybe I take things too personally — it’s a flaw in my character. I hate confrontation (I know some who revel in it) and right now I’m feeling particularly fragile and vulnerable to negativity.
My absence is not a condemnation of you, my dearest Constant Readers, but something I need to do for my own well-being.
Yes, I miss keeping up with my friends (and “friends”), but if we are actually friends, we’ll stay in touch in other ways. Yes, I know this will probably hurt my personal brand as I’m making myself less visible to the almighty algorithm. However, I’m finding myself much more productive now that I don’t have that easy time-sink of “I’m bored; what’s happening on Facebook?” and I’m feeling a little better about the world.
Maybe I’ll see you there again, maybe not, but you can always find me here, especially on Fridays.
Oh, The Glamourous Life! 
Facebook is the devil.
So much of my damn business goes through it, though.
So true. I can’t leave it completely because of my school.