I've broken up with Facebook officially only once. But we've definitely had a love-hate relationship from the beginning--at first I refused to join up, then I surrendered, only to become one of those people who laid it (mostly) all out there.

In my inexperienced Facebook days, my profile picture was of me and my then boyfriend. Imagine 6 months later, when after a hard break up, I realized we had to break up all over again on Facebook. When I deleted our relationship status, the literal icon of my heart broken showed up on my news feed. Immediately I was bombarded with messages from concerned friends demanding to know what had happened.  Then there was the prospect of un-tagging all the photos of the happy couple. Instead of dealing with it, I deleted my account.

There I was, breaking up with not one, but two obsessions, and stuck without access to a phone during my month long homestay in Costa Rica. The lack of communication was too much to take, and 2 weeks later, I logged back on.