I have had a Myspace account for approximately the last two years. I was a skeptic at first and was embarrassed to have one. I can't even remember how it came to be that I got a myspace page, but I remember my oldest daughter making fun of me the more I started to get into it. Apparently she was throwing in my face the fact that I was against it at first. Anyway, in the beginning I survived vicariously through my oldest daughter, meaning that her friends were my friends. As time went on, I had gained more and more of my own friends as the myspace rage made its way through my group of friends and co-workers. It was only a matter of time before I would be invited to create a facebook page, which happened sometime last year. Yes, I'm a follower, at least in this sense of the word, I clamored on board along with everyone else. Checking it incessantly multiple times a day, it really became ridiculous, at least for me it did. So the other day I did something I never thought I would do. I deleted both of my accounts. How was I supposed to know the amount of stress and strife it would create within my small circle of friends. I guess if you take anything away from this, it's that proper etiquette mandates that you send a heads up to all of your friends before doing anything as drastic as removing your myspace page or facebook page! I have had frantic messages on my cell phone and texts demanding to know what is wrong, if I'm okay, do I need to talk? What's going on? Nothing I tell them, I just got tired of having a page and they answer with hurt feelings. It's like because I canceled my page they somehow think that I am passing judgement on them for keeping theirs.
That is not the case at all....to each their own. I simply choose to keep a blog rather than myspace or facebook. God Bless this Country!
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