Millions of people are today dealing with a problem
primarily of their own making. While
hardly as serious, forinstance, as needing to decide whether “To Be or Not to
Be,” it nevertheless presents a psychological dilemma that, for many, can
be excruciatingly difficult to resolve,
namely, “To Delete or Not To Delete” one’s on-line identity from the
planet-wide legions of users addicted to the virtual connectivity offered and overseen by Facebook.
There are, for those who choose to withdraw, as I have, for now temporarily, from
their habit (or custom, if one prefers) from the postings of their own and/or
others' positions and posturings, going to be some symptoms with which they must reckon.
As nearly as possible, I have learned from personal experience that it is
possible to cease and desist, regardless of how long, how little, or how much
one has been a participant and/or an enabler in the pursuit of virtual
friends and/or of cyberian relationships, and come away even happier,
healthier, and decidedly more fit company in the real world (in the likely event that that situation
should ever again present itself).
Here are just some of the things (I've discovered recently) that one can do while away from
the blinking screen and the accursed keyboard that might be helpful restoratives to one's psychic rehabilitation:
Read, write, listen to, or recite a story or a poem.
Take a walk to someplace or nowhere.
Actually reflect upon stuff along the way.
Make and/or converse with a friend about something, anything, or nothing.
Exercise your libido or have someone exercise it for you.
If none of these work, if some of these work, or if all of
these work, just remember that you can always resort to becoming a Blogger (like me).
