I've been on and off Facebook lots of times over the years.

The first time I quit was back in 2008. Somebody at work who I didn't like tried to add me as a "friend". Then during work, she checked Facebook and saw I had ignored her friend request, and she shouted out, "Hey, Edward, so you don't want to be my friend then?"

At that moment, I thought, "I could really do without this hassle." To me, it felt like somebody demanding my phone number or home address. She was just some random aggressive woman who worked on my team, and no, I didn't want to be friends with her. I realised that if I wasn't on Facebook then I wouldn't even have this problem.