Yesterday some of you may have seen my flounce off Facebook. I threw teddy (not my Teddy , but a metaphorical one) out of the cot and deactivated my account for precisely 12 hours when this morning I realised that I couldn’t deactivate my account because I am an Admin on two rather important groups/pages.
I am now feeling very raw about Facebook. I need to be there for my Admin duties but really don’t want to be there, to be criticised by folk who don’t know or want to know the whole picture but are more than happy to make judgements instead.
I am not sure really what to do, if I am perfectly honest. I think, for the time being, I will just put up my daily blog link, perform my Admin duties and try not to get involved with anything else. I don’t think I want to put my head above the parapet for a while. Being roasted like that was horrible and very hurtful.
I hope you understand. I am feeling very threatened and vulnerable because of it.
And in the process, I seem to have lost my My Shetland Facebook page, dammit!
