I needed Facebook more than I thought
My first instinctive reaction to losing Facebook was the very generation-typical “meh”. I mean who NEEDS Facebook anyway, right? I managed to cope with the first 18 years of my life without it. No biggie, carry on with life as normal. I was going out that night anyway, it makes a great pub story and I like being the centre of attention. I could drown my sorrows and amuse my friends. If anything, not being on Facebook seemed great for a while.It was time to leave and then it hit me. Earlier on that day there had been an update to the Facebook page for the event I was attending, a change of location. Instinctively I logged into Facebook and saw that “Your account has been disabled message” again. I didn’t know where I was supposed to go and I couldn’t check Facebook to find out either.
