Facebook is full of false friends and fake likes - I'm glad I quit

IN February of this year, I celebrated two years off Facebook. The world’s largest social network was an addiction I didn’t care to endure any longer so deactivating delivered to me immense freedom with minimal residual regret. It took me six years of Facebooking to realise that — unlike one-seventh of the world’s population— it was not for me. Vacating one’s account is easy but ignoring the early powerful cravings that followed was quite tricky and comparable to quitting cigarettes.
These pangs were heightened by the fact that I live abroad. Most of my friends and all of my immediate family live in Ireland, and I have lived in Canada fort four years.