Part One: Taking the Jump

My fingers hesistated over the screen for a good five minutes, wondering for the umpteenth time if I could really do what I intended to do. It had been my intention for more than a month but I never did manage to muster the courage needed.

But today. Today is the day. At least, it will be. Once I find my elusive will.

“Fad? She’s addicted.”

“She once threw a tamper tantrum to a helpdesk officer because they screwed up and she could not get it for two weeks.”

“She will die without it!”

I would, wouldn’t I? My fingers moved away from its hovering position over the screen and hid stubbornly in my palm. Maybe I would be able to control myself? Maybe I could stop being so addicted and perhaps implement a five-year detachment plan? Maybe I could stop tomorrow? Or next week? I mean, it’s the holidays! Right? Maybe –

I took a deep breath and pressed the ‘x’ on the jiggling icon, successively followed by ‘delete’ before I had time to think twice. It whooshed and disappeared into thin air in a fraction of a second. Like my breath. Gone.

Eyes wide, I started breathing again after staring at the screen for another five minutes. The space that once sheltered Facebook looked empty. In a nice way. My focus shifted on the occupied space next to it – Instagram.

The icons jiggled again. X – Delete. Jiggle. X – Delete. Jiggle. X – Delete.

The next thing I knew, Instagram, Twitter, Snapguide, Tumblr, WordPress and a host of other jiggling icons had whooshed and disappeared into a black hole just like Facebook did barely seconds ago.

All that’s left on my main screen was this:

iPhone Screen Capture

There was no going back. I had to reclaim my life, my mind and my soul before I lose it all.

Fadhilah Wahid
My name is Nur Fadhilah Wahid. I am a seeker of knowledge, a Muslimah in progress, and a writer. I believe in the magic that can happen when like-hearted and like-minded individuals come together :)

4 thoughts on “Part One: Taking the Jump”

    1. Love the Verge article, thanks for sharing it!

      And hats (hijabs? haha) off to you for being able to go off Fb for close to a year. What made you want to do it eh?

      Honestly I don’t think I can do that haha.. I’m still on it as a means to communicate with family and friends back home, as well as for promoting stuff. The difference is I’m logging in only when I’m on my laptop, and limited to ten minutes a day. So far so good hehe :)

  1. I face something of a paradox here in that I get tired of being on Facebook (by comparison I don’t remember feeling this way about blogging and even felt guilty sometimes about not regularly blogging) and yet I depend on FB to be informed on pretty much everything.

    1. Maybe you could try hiding news feeds from people updating non-important stuff, hence reducing the amount of feeds you’re getting and thus limit your time on FB?

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