2 November 2017. The day I died my social death. For me not only a new status, also a new term. And I liked this term immediately. The meaning behind. Not the word. I’m too old for the word itself. I have it from the nomination list for the youth word of the year.
My new status for nearly 2 weeks stands for no presence in social media platforms. My blog is even longer socially dead. And the elimination of my private Facebook account was the necessary step into my personal social death. Although the truth is that it was a step into a more social real life.
To be no longer part of a fake society driven by likes is simply good for me. No more information overload, no more annoying grimaces on selfies, no more friends who are not friends outside of virtuality. And finally more time to live.