(or, as this excellent post renames it, 'in your f@cebook')
i deactivated my account a few days ago. i was picking at the scab, looking again and again at that last pregnancy announcement. i don't know why. it hurt every time.
it was a relief, deactivating.
since then, i've just reactivated it, once or twice a day. just to see what's going on. nothing much. nothing i can't live without.
i don't want to leave it activated until i know the addiction is broken. until i know i can just pop on once every few days and not obsess. not refresh again and again. waiting for something to happen.
i'm going to see if i can go the whole of today without going on at all.