Why I finally deleted my Facebook account after watching Netflix’s The Social Dilemma
There is a sort of millennial proverb that nothing really happens unless you post about it on social media. I lived by that philosophy for the best part of a decade with compulsive fervour: every sleepover, every party, every holiday photographed and uploaded to Facebook. I shared, apparently unconcerned by my lack of wit, the fleeting and inane details of teenage life: maths homework, the latest Strictly results, spending the weekend at my dad’s. (Looking back now there’s a sort of reassuring unselfconsciousness to it; the perfection-hungry social media beast was only just beginning to stir.) I stopped actively posting to Facebook in 2016. Even the value of its event invites has been swept away by the pandemic. Today I use it only for voyeurism – playing out the alternate paths I could have taken through the husbands and houses and 2.4 children of others from school – or as a guaranteed nostalgia trip. There are photographs, thousands of them, of snow days, Halloween parties (it didn’t matter what
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