I had to learn it from the one who let me go — now I walk alone

I just ragequit Facebook.

I’m sick and fucking tired of being told that the way that I (and several hundred other people with whom I’m connected) use the tools made available to me (us) is the “wrong way” and then being punished for finding uses outside of, beyond, different than, whatever — not what the Mighty Powers That Be dictate as The One True Way To Use Facebook.

I’m done with it.  Done with the 7-day, 14-day, 30-day, ever-longer forced exile from any USEFUL functionality.  I’m done with being branded as a “spammer” and scolded for “harassment” and sent to go sit in the corner and read the “Community Guidelines” again, because obviously if I could just understand the the rules are the FOR MY OWN (as if…) GOOD then I’d be a good little girl and use the software the exact same way as the developers do!

I quit.  I’ve deactivated all email notifications from that shithole.  I’m about to take the horribly broken sorry excuse for a Facebook app off my phone.  Right now, I really don’t even give a flying rat’s fuck-tail if this means I end up isolated and alone…

If you know me, and we’re already connected on Facebook — then you have my email address, and you have my cellphone number.  Text messages work best to reach me, but email and voice calls will still make it through.  If we’re not already connected there, you can still view my profile, and my instant messenger contact info is public… I don’t use IM terribly often, but it can’t hurt to try if you think we ought to be in touch. “sophia.not.loren” should be enough to get you where you’re going, if you really care enough to go out and look me up over there.

I’ve long since walked from MySpace.  Looks like Facebook has hammered the last nail into the coffin as well.

Good fucking riddance.

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One Response to “I had to learn it from the one who let me go — now I walk alone”

  1. Sophia, NOT Loren! Says:

    Well, it didn’t last long; I’m back on Facebook for the moment. Missing a really important event that I would have seen many reminders for… had me reconsidering what I wanted to do. So for now I’ve just cut out and ripped away all the beautiful things I had on Facebook, and in the process eliminated one of my major coping tools. But I’m back on Facebook and attempting to use it within the arbitrary, sex-negative, extremely restrictive boundaries they’ve set for me.

    It sucks. It’s empty and lonely and cold. But it’s the lesser sacrifice.

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