I'm still adjusting to my "new life". This is how I think of it, although to think that Facebook would affect your life so much that it can be life-altering is a little weird. I find that what I was trying to escape from, I now have to face. I'm starting to understand why Facebook became such an addiction.

The first few days after I got off of Facebook felt so liberating and free. It almost felt like I was returning to my childhood. This were much more simple. Well, simplicity can become boring if you're not used to it. Simplicity can only go so far. Then creativity needs to step in.

You have to figure out what you like to do. What are your interests? Do you even have any? Or have you become so robotic that you don't have any interests anymore?

I have interests but I also have chores. This is a big reason for my escape to Facebook. I know it's not right--and I knew it even then--but the chores that I had to do felt so overwhelming sometimes that I needed an escape. Now I have to face it. And it's times like this, that I wonder what made me delete my Facebook account in the first place.

Does THIS look like something I want to go back to???

No, I did not stage the kitchen. It looks like this every day.

And this????

No, this is what I'm trying to escape from.   And it's there every day.

What I need is a new escape. I'm still trying to figure out what that is.

For now, I run back and forth like a little mouse trapped between a wall and it's predator.