When they made this new “life line” or whatever instead of just showing posts of friends in an orderly manner. It was a good tool before that, but of course it got enshittifyed as hard as possible.

when they asked me for govt id to prove my name.

It was around 2010-2012 I think. Been so long I no longer remember.

I am almost 70. If this old fart can quit it so can you.

Around 2011 or so. I just realized that going there only made me angry, anxious, and unhappy so I stopped. One of the best decisions I’ve ever made.

Back when they had this push to require “real names”–names that fit this narrow idea from Western civilization of what a “real name” should look like.

When Facebook started refreshing my feed every time I came back to the app or scrolled to the top.

Also, when it wouldn’t let me swipe out of the app, forcing me to manually close the app itself just to escape. It’s stopped doing that now, but attempting to swipe out just brings me back to the top of the feed and refreshes it again. I need to swipe a few times before it lets me leave.

I actively avoid Facebook now because half my feed is suggested content instead of my actual feed from my friends and family. It’s a nuisance to change my feed to just friends and it resets when I leave the website, so I just stay away as much as I can.

I block all ads on my computer, but I wouldn’t doubt that Facebook is drowning in ads too.

Around 2015 I think. All the annoying shit built up and I was using extensions to make it tolerable until I reached a point of getting disgusted with how hostile the website was towards doing what I wanted it to. I was also making different visibility lists for family who I had to filter myself around and it was annoying. I felt like if I hit decline on Grandma I’d piss her off, ya know?

None of my extended family even gave a half assed attempt at trying to stay in touch when I deleted my profile despite offering all my contact alts a few months before I deleted. 🤷‍♂️ Good riddance actually. Why? On my dad’s side their only comments to me at my Grandpa’s funeral were about being annoyed I deleted Facebook and giving me annoyed looks when I said I offered alternative ways to contact me. They didn’t ask for them once again, even in person.

The only times I hear about them now are when* they invite my parents to camp at a lake somewhere, but I don’t go because the cousins have young kids and feel third wheel as a child free lifestyle adult.

Straight away. It is such a down grade from MySpace.

Immediately before I quit it.

I forget when, years ago.

Right from the start.

In 2013. It was a specific evening where I was doing a bunch of firmware upgrades at work. I was working overnight and was using FB to kill time in 5-7 min blocks while waiting for progress bars. I was bored by the third progress bar and realized if it can’t give me something mindless to stare at for 5 minutes, then it’s absolutely worthless. Deleted my account that night and haven’t missed it once.

After years and years of it causing me to feel bad about myself

Back when I first heard about it I was curious to try it, but when I tried to sign up it told me I needed a collage email address.

The first time I heard about it, when it was brand new and a family member in college told me about it. It was pretty obvious it would be a shit show, with major privacy concerns.

The first time I used it. Very much unlike Twitter who, back when it was first introduced, I liked a lot, it was great place to chat with strangers and meet some real cool people. In the end I also quit using Twitter (a few years before it became X) but not for the same reasons: the atmosphere had become too toxic and way too hate/drama-focused to my taste. Facebook was nasty & bad for (my) mental health since its inception.