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It’s Been One Year Since I Broke Up With Facebook
And life still goes on…….
One year ago today, I had my final straw and I quit Facebook.
One of our ‘friends’ back home in Canada took it upon himself to accuse me of being racist and having ‘white savior complex’ because of a post I shared about something to do with the trucker protest in Ottawa.
And before I get more judgments about that, it wasn’t a post in favour, or against it. I was just sharing some information that I had seen about it.
In defense of his accusations, my words and meaning got so twisted and convoluted that I could see that there was no winning the conversation. Of course, I was blocked from his and his partner's profile, but the kicker was that shortly after, a bunch of my posts started getting reported as false information.
Now, you might be thinking that they were posts about the trucker protest, but they weren’t. They were very innocent posts. One, in particular, was a photo of a plant that I had seen in Uganda.
It wasn’t hard to determine who was suddenly doing this to my profile.
