Just Your Face

So I am back on Facebook...

Just like the last time I went back in, I found a detachment that is so freeing. There is a sense that I come to narrow down more important things in life, and I can divert more efforts to other things that I need.

I am not shunning Facebook because I realized how much of it can serve as a tool for communication, especially in a world that is ever so busy. Keeping update seems like a great idea... until when it consumes us in ways that we should not be.

I went off Facebook because I found myself being easily affected by certain things that I see. These things either angers me, or saddens me and in the end brings me down. In my head, there are reasoning that leads me to understand how it should not affect me but it somehow does. Even before the saturation of Facebook in our lives, I have already suffered this struggle for a long time now. Someone once told me how I feel things so deeply; which leads to the way it affects my responses. I still don't know whether to see it as a good thing or bad. There are emotions that draw deep to the point that I end up drowning myself in it, but there are things that I do not care enough which I should be. How then is the best way to keep balance?

But taking the absence from Facebook draw me to see that I may have treated it as my real world but bears no genuine affection. Even as I browse through the news feed and discover the updates of friends, my eyes are automatically drawn to things that would make me smile, as oppose to things that draws my curiosity. I am not killing my curiosity, however I may not want to feed it with Facebook.

What is helping me to love God and people better? Facebook certainly made it harder for me than it did help me love better. Social media is such a dangerous thing to which many of us, including myself have made it a reality that we got so lost in and then misrepresent ourselves.

I cannot change how people use social media, I cannot hide away from things I do not want to see or else I would have to hide completely. But I am glad that I learned how to detach myself from it in ways that I thought would get to me.

Now, I need to face the real world, not a book or a page...