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I deactivated my FB account Thursday night. I have needed to do it for years, but I always had some excuse. Recently, a confluence of events helped me realized that it was time for a break. And the first thing that I noticed was how much more time it gave me. I got home the next day and wasn't sure what to do with all of my newfound time. It's good. I feel like I'm in withdraw, and I keep feeling it calling me back, but this is a good thing. I needed this.

I didn't understand why until after I deactivated my account. I didn't understand why until I talked to my therapist. My current therapist has never said anything that I did not know. But it’s not about knowing the information, it’s about knowing which information matters and having the perspective to see the whole picture. I don't have that; she does.