Committing Social Media Suicide.

This will be my final post on this blog before I retire it for good. In an effort to be rid of any possible way I can incriminate myself online, I am deleting this blog, and my Facebook and Twitter accounts have already been deleted. I will miss this blog, but alas I must kill my internet persona.

I have said it before, and I will say it again: Facebook is a mountain top. You can't help but declare, vent, and express with vigor. It is instantly gratifying. All of your so-called friends can read it right away and know just how you feel. Sometimes it feels good to get something off your chest, no matter how inappropriate it is.

Then the comments come rolling in. Everyone loves to judge. Every ignorant Tom, Dick, and Harry love to leave their mark with a witty or insulting comment.

Nothing you say is safe. Not the simplest post, not the sarcastic post. Not the post filled with frustration, not the post made in angst. What is the point? Why do I have to censor myself in front of my friends when my friends are the only ones who can see and read these posts? Because my friends judge me too harshly. Why does everyone need to dissect everything everyone says at all times always? Because that's what we do now.

It's exhausting.

I shouldn't have to do it and I don't want to do it anymore. I feel sick to my stomach right now. I don't regret anything I've ever posted, but now the time comes to try to erase as much of it as possible. People will talk smack about the littlest things and I don't want to leave anything behind that may one day be used against me.

Sometimes it feels like we are living in an age of self-righteousness. I know I'm guilty of acting that way once in a while, judging people I don't even know, feeling the urge to express my important opinions and only wanting validation, not a debate. People are dumb. They will always be dumb. I'm tired of explaining myself to people I don't even care about, so I'm removing myself from the equation.

Maybe one day I will rejoin society and participate in social media once more, but until then, I will live a life off the grid so to speak, connecting with friends through email and the telephone, and if I'm lucky enough, in person as well.

Goodbye for now. Don't forget about me. I still exist in person.