I signed up for Facebook (FB) after my son was born in 2008. It was fabulous connecting with old friends and sharing pictures of our families with each other. However, it did not take long before I started to receive friend requests from old high school classmates, and friends of friends that I barely knew. It seemed harmless to accept their requests, but before long, my newsfeed page was covered with posts from people with whom I did not have a relationship. I did not care about their political opinions or what they ate for dinner, but somehow I ended up thumbing through all their posts. At times, I even felt an unspoken pressure to . . .
