Hi. My name is Nora Rose and I'm a Facebook addict.
No, legitly. I really don't know when it got as bad as it did. I remember when I first joined. It was in eleventh grade. I was in a show at school and was taking a lot of pictures after a performance. A friend in the cast asked if I had a facebook, where I'd upload those pictures. I said no. Later that night, I made myself a facebook.
Maybe it was after I graduated from high school and got my own laptop that it became a problem. Suddenly I didn't have to ask my parent's permission to get on the computer. I'd come home from work and what would I do? Go on facebook. I was told that I wouldn't have time to go on facebook as much when I got to college but they lied.
In college I take my computer with me to classes. I'm not sitting in classes all day and even if I am, some of them I'm able to pull out my computer for notes or whatever. And whenever I'm on my computer, which is a lot, I'm on facebook. It's even gotten to the point where I turn on my computer, pull up Google Chrome and open three tabs: iGoogle, Gmail, and Facebook. No matter what else I'm doing, those three tabs are always up.
Until Thanksgiving week.
A friend of mine is very adamantly against facebook. She has this awesome shirt with an arrow pointing up to her head that says "This is my facebook. Let's chat." So I've had this influence kind of sitting there with an opinion. Not nagging, no. Just an opinion. And at the end of October something happened in my life and I found myself much more aware of what I was posting on facebook and how much time I spent on it. Thanksgiving week I decided to stay off. Focus on the family I was visiting.
True, it wasn't exactly how I had planned it. While I didn't post anything, I did find myself logging in and checking up on people. Facebook stalking the usual people I facebook stalk. (Yes, I'm also a facebook stalker. Admit it. So are you.) Also, I didn't stay off for a full week like I had said I would.
Winter Break came around and I went off it again while we were in Orlando. It helped that our hotel didn't have free wifi, but there was one night when I managed to connect to some wifi and, like during Thanksgiving, didn't post but checked up on everyone and did my usual facebook stalking. I said I'd stay off at least until after Christmas, but as soon as we got home (two days before Christmas), I was back on and to my usual.
Today I took a really needed nap. Slept only for about an hour, but it was deep sleep. I woke up and got on facebook. My sister was online, Kate. So I pulled up a chatbox with her and asked her to do me a favor. I gave her my facebook password and asked her to change it. Not to tell me what the new password is, but remember it for when I do come back. I posted a final status telling people to call or text me and if they don't have my phone number, email me and gave my email address. Kate then changed the password and I went off to play rehearsal, not believing that I actually just did that.
Hi, my name is Nora Rose and I'm a Facebook addict. I've been clean for five hours and counting.