Bye bitch!

Why My Cultish Final Exit From Facebook Should Freak You Out

Almost three years, I decided to deactivate my Facebook account. It wasn’t a rushed decision, but rather a gradual process that was inspired by my need to regain control of my affairs.

When I signed up for the experiment that went wrong, I wasn’t quite sure what to expect aside from the immediate euphoria of being able to reach out and touch familiar names and…