I’m thinking of going on a Twitter fast.

Most regular users of Twitter would agree with me, I’m sure: Twitter is a chat room and place to fish for new blog readers. It’s fun to read what other people are doing and sharing as they go though their day, but it quickly becomes an Alice in Wonderland rabbit hole of distraction.

Once you fall in, it’s difficult to get out.

Sure, I get that water-cooler effect of listening to other conversations, but that’s the majority of it – just listening, and talking to myself 90 percent of the time. I have 400+ followers, and I’m following more than 300, but out of those numbers, I have few meaningful interactions.

Just so you know it hasn’t been a total waste of time, I did encourage a mom to explore home schooling, helped another blogger to understand divine healing, and found one gal caring enough to add me to her prayer list – all through Twitter.

Yet the question remains: how many tweets do I need to weed through to find the gold?

I hate the way I obsess about Twitter too. When I’m wiping down the table after a meal, I’m wondering what I’m missing on Twitter. When I helping one of my kids with a math lesson, I think about Twitter. When I do get a free moment, I rush to the computer or my cell phone to check in. I’ve even posted during church.

See why I need to keep away from Twitter?

Maybe I should quit it outright, but I honestly don’t want to go that far. It’s a little scary to buck the trend, and quitting Twitter would be swimming against the stream. I don’t want to be the only mommy blogger not on Twitter; aren’t all the cool kids doing it?

I opened Tweetdeck Saturday morning, gave a quick hello, and that was it for the rest of the day. It’s easy to ignore Twitter during the weekend, because it gets quiet, but now that it’s Monday, I’m starting to go through a bit of withdrawal symptoms. I’m wondering what I’m missing, who is talking about what, and if anyone is missing me.

I doubt anyone is missing me.

And I think I’m okay with that. For now.

So I’m trying to figure out what to do. I despise this feeling of wanting to be part of the crowd, wanting to gather thousands of followers, to be That Popular Girl on Twitter. But obsessive behavior? Not good.

I love Twitter. I hate Twitter.

I don’t know.  What’s your take on this?