Cribbed from an e-mail to a friend...
My clicky-finger was hovering over the 'Deactivate' button on Facebook just a few days ago.
I hesitate to share anything there because I don't want to deal with the volume or possible negativity of others' reactions. Yet, as a creative person who's enough of a wank to need applause, I enjoy having someplace to share things where I know people will see them. (Twitter used to be that, but I have a weird feeling that Twitter is dying.)
If I thought anyone would ever see my blog, I'd just stick to posting there, because that's my space, and I have some creative control there. I don't particularly want to advance Facebook's thing. (Especially when I'm on my phone and it recommends horrible pages by horrible Americans saying horrible things.)
I wish I could just ignore Facebook, but somehow it has a gravitational pull, especially in those empty moments when I'm spent. But when I do pull myself away and read or even just look up, life feels better.