What about Christmas? What about Facebook? What about friends? What about 2014?

Another Christmas party. Another celebration of family and friends? I suppose, although I remember last year I told my partner Shaun I didn’t want to have the party. I said, ‘it is too much work, and by the end, I feel that I don’t enjoy anything”. But, by the end, it was a great celebration.

This year, again, we’re going to have a Christmas party. Today. One good thing about this year is the fact that not many friends and family are coming, and I believe that is already a plus.

Now, is that fact a sign of good love or bad love? There is such thing as bad love? Maybe in the Mexican and Venezuelan soap operas.

I think about this year, and I have seen, lived a great year in every possible angle. However, I must admit that one “good thing” was the bad depression I went through in May and June, and how the words of my very dear friend Marc made disappear from Facebook.

Since the moment I left the popular “social network”, I have not missed an update, photograph, or “news” presented as the greatest event at every second of existence.

I haven’t missed any of my 450 “friends”, and I had about 500 by the time I quitted. Of course, it forced me to stay in touch with the real 50 that means something to me. My real friends and my real love ones.

I said “quitted”, because Facebook slowly and smoothly became a bad drug. Like crystal meth or cocaine interrupted my life for a good time, Facebook was doing the same exact thing to me, and giving me nothing in return, except very temporary rush of importance, happiness and “celebrity status” completely fake for most people, and completely fake to me.

From the moment I quitted Facebook, I felt I regained control of my life, by being more productive at work, facing my demons in my personal life and relationship, and now, being able to say that I am living and feeling a great rush. Through the year, I have lived constant rushes coming from every angle of my existence, and it feels…real. I’m accomplishing things for myself and for others, and ultimately, trying to get into the group Mark Twain said to be part of, “There are basically two types of people. People who accomplish things, and people who claim to have accomplished things. The first group is less crowded.

Christmas party is tonight, and I will live another time to remember, and to be part of the year 2014. One of the greatest years in my life.