That doesn’t involve either masturbating or going to the bathroom.
Mine is leaving Facebook. 4 days ago it has passed its permanent deletion date, so I can no longer recover it. I’ve been on it for 5 years and have been off and on it a little longer beforehand. Yes it sucks that by deleting my Facebook, I’ve closed off the connection to my locals who are on there, who I haven’t seen in 3 1/2 years because I moved.
However, I have tried giving them alternatives to keep in touch but they seemed glued to the platform. Not budging, not caring, though I didn’t want to be around anymore.
I was tired of the ads that I had to keep closing, I was tired of the YouTube shorts-ripoff always shoved in my face that I had to keep closing. I was tired of seeing notifications to things that either didn’t exist or was already read but I got a notification for anyways. I was tired of being recommended people I have had no intention of adding. I was tired of FB Dating, on my phone, making up a number to get me to use it again.
I was just so tired of all of this degradation that FB has become over the years to where it was outweighing whatever use I thought that there was with it.
For me, it was giving up sports. About 30 years ago, I got laid off from my dream job, and it broke my heart. I was determined to never let a corporation do that to me again, so I decided to become self-employed.
I needed to carve out more time to spend on my new business, but I didn’t want to have to take time away from my wife and new baby. I realized how much time I spent on sports, and I wasn’t even a particularly big sports fan. I lived in a city with major league football, baseball, and basketball teams, so sports was a big year-round thing for my city, and even a casual follower like me ended up spending hours a week talking about sports, reading about sports, listening to sports on the radio, reading the sports scores every day, and of course, watching the games. Sports fanatics I knew spent far more time on it, morning to night.
And yet, none of it means anything. Win or lose, it doesn’t affect my life at all, except for a bit of a bad mood for a minute if my team lost. And yet I spent hours a week on something totally meaningless to my life.
Many people address that issue by making it “more interesting” by betting on sports, but I’ve always hated gambling, so I ended the sports immersion, and never looked back.
These days, sports is such a shiny commercial circus that it’s lost most of its interest for me anyway. It feels more like entertainment for billionaires, that they grudgingly let us watch on TV, just to shut us up. Gambling has made the sports environment even worse, and now it looks like the NBA is going to have their own gambling scandal to tarnish sports.
The only sports I watch any more is the Olympics. I can afford to make the sacrifice of time every 4 years.