So I recently deleted my Facebook account. I've become way too upset over things that I had seen on my feed lately. I was scrolling through it one morning and just realized that I literally didn't care to see anything that was reading as I scrolled. I used to be addicted to Facebook and I would have anxiety at the thought of not having it. I loved being in the know and seeing how many likes or comments I could get on my pictures or posts. I even got to where I depended on Facebook to assure me of my self worth. Stupid. Just dumb. So last Friday I made the leap to completely delete it out of my life. I deleted it off everything I own so I would not be tempted to activate it again. I can honestly say that I don't miss it at all and I have already noticed a huge difference in the way I feel and my thoughts. I kept my Instagram because it is so much better and here's a little update on life lately.
Your First Halloween. You were a lady bug.
Headed to clean up daddy's office.
Daddy's first basketball game as a Coach.
You got to meet some of Mama's best friends today. You looked so cute in your buffalo plaid.
Pretty girl in one of the super cute outfits Courtney got you.
Cheering on Daddy and the CAC Mustangs.
