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It was March, and I was in about week 4 of my depression. I have always had a tendency toward depression, though in the last few years I had been pretty consistently happy. But then that kid shot up a high school in Florida. Of all the social media outlets, …

Once upon a time (circa 2015) Facebook was an enjoyable pastime. I loved jumping online to do a quick check on friends and family across the world. I mean what a tool! I could easily fawn over a friend’s new baby, congratulate someone on landing a dream job or graduating …

On a recent Thursday, I found out I wasn’t dying. And before you get all literal on me: Yes, I realize we’re all dying from the moment we’re born, that life is one big death march, blah blah blah. I mean to say: I found out I wasn’t dying imminently. …

Honestly, I don’t know what would happen if I quit Facebook for a week because since I got my account in 2008, I think I have checked into it at least once a day, every day, for eight years. I even was on Facebook in the delivery room… twice. How …

A few weeks ago, my teens and I sat at a table covered in a rainbow serape at a crowded restaurant called Fiesta Mexicana, chomping on chips and salsa, all with our eyes glued to our smartphones. It was a typical scene played out at restaurants throughout the developed world: …