“Being authentically yourself on Facebook once felt freeing; it eventually became a liability.” !!! i love this cause thats how it feels almost anytime i post something which is not anxiety/paranoia-inducing at all 
Hm. I used Facebook between ages 18 and 22 or so, mostly because groups and events worked pretty well for sharing notes and, well, organizing events. And in general at the time the site was just pretty good.
But reading this and thinking about it, I realize something: Facebook has never been online for me. I don’t know if I can pin down exactly what I mean by that, but something isn’t part of online merely by virtue of being on the internet.
I’m sure if somebody was determined, they could connect all my pseudonymous accounts–I reuse names and link between them occasionally. But by and large this cloud of pseudonymous accounts are my online, fairly separate from my offline.
I’m authentic in different ways in offline and online, and I think I was spared from quite a bit of nonsense implied in this article and elsewhere by never treating Facebook as the latter.