Day 7 Of My 30 Day Facebook Detox

Day 7 Of My 30 Day Facebook Detox


Written By
Wesley Perez
02/26/17

I’m a week into my 30 Facebook Detox. I must say I don’t even think of it much anymore. I don’t reach for my phone or tablet first thing I wake up. I only check what time it is. That’s all I do. I wake up. I check the time. I then tend to my son.

I feed him and I change his diaper. Also side note. My fiance and I are getting our son to sleep 6-7 hours. From about midnight to about 6 or at the very latest 7 we all sleep. I felt like I would never get at least 6 hours of sleep again. As the saying goes though “this too shall pass.

I digress, this isn’t about my son. Even though I love him to death. This is about my journey to beat my habit. I am seeing though that this is more than addiction but a habit. A habit, like I said a few days ago, I will beat and that it will not have a grip on my life.

Not only though do I not think of checking it in the morning. I don’t think of checking it during the day. I don’t really care to get on really at all. I’m really starting to feel that I’m really not missing out on anything. I don’t care if I don’t see it that day. Right now I know my profile is up but I have a very good friend of mine looking over it. He is also posting these blog posts for all to see what I’m going through. I will post something about that though probably next Wednesday night Thursday morning.

Anyways, until day 14 when I write my next post. I wish you all a great week. Take care everyone.

Day 3 of My 30 Day Facebook Detox

Day 3 of My 30 Day Facebook Detox

Written by
Wesley Perez
02/22/2017

Well, the last two days haven’t been great. I’ve been seriously wanting to log on to facebook. However, I found out just a little bit ago that my Facebook profile showed back up. Had to ask my fiance to disable it again. Not sure if she did or not. Like I said though, it hasn’t been easy. Ive been wanting to log on. 

Been spending that time though with my little family as well as my book which by the way I hope it comes out the way I want it to.

I still though caught myself wanting to log on when I woke up both day two as well as today. It’s so hard because it’s been a real hassle. It’s been part of my habit when it came to Facebook. Also I’m not doing any sneaking. Which is weird to me when I think about it. Sneaking away for a Facebook hit. That sounds more like a drug user would say. 

Like I said though. It doesn’t matter what it is. Anything can be a drug. When it effects your life in a negative way that’s when it becomes an addiction. I am though thinking is this an addiction or a habit. Maybe both go hand in hand. If you break the habbit. You then break the addiction. Maybe addiction is a tougher form of a habbit. It’s that much stronger than your every day habbit.

Either way it doesn’t matter. I feel like I am hooked to the site. I will do all I can to break the cycle and not feel like I have to get on the site. Now I am not sure if I addressed this in my first entry. I have had a few people ask why not get off social media completely for 30 days? Let me explain.

When it comes to Facebook unlike the other social media based sites. Facebook has, at this moment in time, a hold of me to some degree. I don’t go on twitter everyday. I hardly use things like Instagram or snapchat or any of the other sites. Youtube is also a social site and yes YouTube is definitely second on the list of social sites I use. For me though YouTube is a form of entertainment. Only difference is though YouTube doesn’t have a hold on me like Facebook.

For me my habbit and addiction is Facebook. I need to break it. I dont want to be a slave to it anymore and that’s that.

I think going forward I’m not going to post anything about this every day or every other day. As for this journey and sharing it with all of you. I think I will post something at most 2 times a week. At the very least though once a week and that will be on Saturdays. 

With that said I will post something this Saturday on my journey to breaking the habit.

Day One Of My 30 Day Facebook detox

Day One Of My 30 Day Facebook detox


Written by
Wesley Perez
02/20/2017

Just the first day and I’m having some serious withdrawls by not logging on to Facebook. I’m not having the shakes or anything like that but my mind though has been having a very hard time with the disconnect from the social platform.

The hardest moment was the first thing in the morning log in. I wanted to log in so badly. I felt like I was missing out on so much. But I know exactly what I would do. I’d just scroll aimlessly and not even care. Like I said though, it doeant matter. For me it had a lot to do with the fact that i was logging on. Not why was I logging on but that I was logging on none the less. However, I thought more about my addiction. What’s also my frustration of it all.

Like I said in my last post, I have well over 1000 liked pages. Most of them I don’t even acknowledge. I just push the “like” button and off it goes. Like buying a video game when you have a ton of games already. The liked paged gets put on the proverbial shelf you got there. Another was the political pages.

It seems like all I read is hatred from so many sources. Hatred and disgust by so many from both sides of the spectrum. It became overwhelming for me. I had deleted a few friends on my list because their dislike for Trump became pure hatred. I was getting tired of it all. But I digress…

It’s something that just was pissing me off. On top of the fact that I just couldn’t deal with the fact that I just want to be on the site so badly. Even at this moment. At this moment i just want to stop what I am doing and get onto Facebook. I am though starting to ask myself why, why do I need to log in so badly? Am I really missing something so badly that it’s life or death? Because I’m still on twitter. Unlike like Facebook, whwn it comes to Twitter I do a lot more. I interact a whole lot more with others. It’s a format that makes it easer to interact and talk about things to other people. For me that’s what I love about Twitter. 

Anyways, the fact is this. Right now I’m itching to get on Facebook. I’m itching to at least ready and see what’s happening. One thing has become clear and i need to really stick with it. After my 30 day detox from Facebook. If i do decide to log back on. I will be doing a massive purge. I just wish i knew someone I completely trust to log in and help me do that purging. 

Well, it is only day one of this 30 day detox. Im sure it will get better. I will be doing a lot more reflecting about all this. On a positive note. Im not sneaking just to log on. I’m spending that time more productively. Good night.

Hello, My Name Is Wesley And I have a Facebook Addiction

Hello, My Name Is Wesley And I have a Facebook Addiction

​Written By Wesley
02/18/17

Like so many others, I have had a Facebook page for many years. Almost nine years to be exact. At first it was to keep in touch with friends and family that lived so far away. It was nice because I can see what they were all up to and vice versa. However, things started to change some. 

What was supposed to be just a simple way to keep in touch with people became so much more complex than that. I started to sign up to groups and I was “liking” pages that I found interesting. That’s when things were starting to deviate from my original purpose to be on Facebook. It was becoming so much more.

I started to post a lot of things. I was trying my best to keep up with everything. At the time however, I thought it was cool. I had the ability to look up what’s happening around the world. To read what were the newest trends and happenings. I noticed it was getting bigger and bigger.

My wall was expanding to the point that I really couldn’t go back or truly keep up. I had over 100 friends. I had well over 1000 liked pages. Some pages I realized I forgot all about and some died off because maybe they were pages about movies or tv shows. Things that don’t really have anymore updates. They were mainly kept up by those leaving page comments and discussions. I was also part of well over 30 groups. Probably double that amount now. Some groups were prpbably groups that I had no real intention to keep up with. Only because I was, at one time, interested in those groups. It was just getting harder. 

It was becoming almost impossible to keep track with the ins and outs of pages and groups. My private page had become it’s own proverbial breathing living monster. For me, it became a monster that couldn’t be tamed anymore. A page that at one time was supposed to be for something else had completely changed over the next few years. For me it wasn’t getting any better.

Just like a drug. Facebook had officially became an addiction. So much information so much out there and yet I wasn’t quite happy with it anymore. It really started to suck my life like a drug. You know how some of us get out of bed and we may have that first cup of coffee. Some may have that first smoke or maybe you’re a caffeine fiend and you need that Coke, Mountain Dew or maybe Starbucks because a regular cup of joe from home just couldn’t seem to cut it. Well for me it was none of those. None of those did it. I didn’t do any of that. However, I did do something else.

I couldn’t go with out looking at Facebook. First thing I did in the morning was get on Facebook. While I know for certain I am not alone but the first thing I do is jump on facebook. At first it was more than anything to see what was going on around the world. But it became less than that. It became more like I had to. 

It got so bad that it wasn’t really about seeing the news or seeing what my friends and family were up to. It was about the idea that I had to get on facebook first thing in the morning. I had to get that fix. Well it got worse from there.

My addiction to Facebook became so much more. I had to get on. Again, not because I had to see what was going on. It was much less than that. I really didn’t give a crap really anymore about the going ons in the world. I had to turn it on. I had to open the app and see it there. See the Facebook logo. I just aimlessly scrolled through my wall.

Sure when I did that there were some stories that caught my eye but over all I really didn’t care. It’s not like I was interacting with friends or family. I rarely interacted with the groups I was in. It was about one thing and one thing only. The fact that I got on.

I, Wesley, have an addiction to Facebook. That had to be the hardest realization in my life. I never thought something like this could get anyone addicted to. The addiction for me got worse. I’d actually sneek off for a few minutes here or there just to get my Facebook fix. 

Instead of maybe taking a 10 minute walk or reading a few pages from a book I was reading. Taking maybe a few minutes and write notes for the book I wanted to write or spending those 10 minutes and visiting with my fiance who I love and a son I am grateful to have. Instead of doing any or all of these things. I would instead get on Facebook. To me that was more important. 

Don’t get me wrong. Facebook is a tool that can do a lot of awesome things for a person, group or company. It can help businesses grow. It can be an amazing tool to advertise on and spread the word about say the newest book release or the newest cd or video game. Facebook does help in a lot of ways. For just the average person though. It’s nothing more than a time waster.

For the average user it isn’t anything more than just to keep tabs with what’s happening in the world. However, It can be an addiction. An addiction like any other will suck you in. So. I have made some big choices.

I have decided to at least deactivate my facebook. I have decided that Facebook will not have a hold on me anymore. It’s something I will not let keep a hold of me. I want to make my life my own again without worrying about getting on Facebook. 

This is an addiction I will break and I just don’t know when or if I will ever reactivate my account. I just don’t want this addiction anymore. I will have to learn how to control myself. That is a lesson that will take some time to teach myself. It’s something I don’t need or want anymore.