Alright, let’s get real here for a minute (or two). Facebook is not real. It’s an illusion. An illusion of people you know or don’t really know (yet somehow you are “friends”). There is nothing real about Facebook. Heck, some people don’t even use their real names (gotta love those ‘first and middle name only’ individuals…I get it, keepin’ it private, because you know, Facebook is all about that, WINK)! Facebook, or as I like to call it Stalkbook, wasn’t designed to keep you ‘in touch’ with your friends/acquaintances/ex-lovers/etc. No, no my friends, it was not. Facebook was designed so that you can literally stalk what any one of your 800+ “friends” and see their incredible lives. Did I say incredible? I’m sorry, I meant ridiculously fake.
First, I am an avid user of Facebook. My husband and I constantly argue over it. He finds it to be incredibly pointless…kind of like the way I find the video game on his phone to be! So, we agree to disagree. But nonetheless, I use Facebook often. My blog has its own page, I post lots of updates and share things I find to be interesting or important (DUH, like my blog!) but I also share how incredible my life is. Yes, there is some sarcasm in that last sentence. My life is great, it is. Not everyday is a fairytale but I’m very blessed and that I don’t BS about. I adore my daughter and enjoy showing off her sweetness as well so most of my posts are now consumed my her. Still, I do promote the ‘incredible’ because it’s better then the latter. When you see the same people posting the same drama filled status updates, don’t you kind of want to punch them in the face? Please stop airing your dirty laundry on Facebook. Please. Take that shit to People’s Court or something (at least you can filter your news feed now!). But again, in the reverse, people could say the same about all those my-life-is-so-amazing posts. Thank you for showing us what we can never have, a-hole.
Because I’m a frequent Facebooker, I can say that no one’s life looks like it does on Facebook. No one. The pictures? Edited/cropped/enhanced/filtered….. The lovey-dovey marriage/anniversary posts? Not as ‘happily ever after’ as it seems. The sales pitches to join some period scheming pay structure job because it’s ‘the most incredible opportunity ever’? BEYOND ANNOYING! Facebook has crafted a beautiful bubble where people go to see other people’s lives and get depressed about their own.
If you haven’t seen my post ‘Dear Victoria’s Secret‘, please check it out. Photos are edited ALL THE TIME! Models are edited ALL THE TIME! It’s a fun little program called Photoshop. So when you look at these ‘pictures’ on Facebook, just remember that. As for the relationship posts? I knew a girl who was posting thanks to her ‘hubby’ on Facebook for her birthday present (a romantic vacation for two!) when they were in the process of getting a divorce. A divorce. Again, an illusion. And the ‘who wants to join my team’ crap for all those products out there nowadays sorry, but stop. Stop with your fourteen paragraph status updates. I’m happy you have the most incredible job ever (really though?), I am, but I don’t need your amazing job shoved in my face every other day. I’m not here to judge either, I’m really not, but the amount of BS posting is astronomical.
Wait, there’s more! Facebook isn’t just to for stalking, but it’s also magical. Yes, this magical site will tell you where people are and what they’re doing even though you can’t see them (ooooooooooh) and even provides visual pictures (aaaaaaaaaah). Selfie anyone? Don’t forget your duck face!
Honestly, I don’t mind Facebook, but the more I find myself ‘stalking’ the site, the more I realize…what am I doing? Why am I on here? To compare? To see pictures of vacations I wish I was on? Am I really that bored? Or worse…have we as a society become so consumed my technology and social media that we have to ‘show’ our lives instead of ‘live’ them?
The other day my daughter cuddled up with me on the couch. It was sporadic and so wonderful. I quickly took a photo and shared it. Then I thought to myself, why did I do that? Can’t I just enjoy the moment without having to make it a public affair? On the other hand, what’s so wrong with sharing it? I guess I see both sides. This is an eye-opening article from Parents Magazine, it’s called ‘How Social Media is Affecting Your Parenting,’ I suggest you read it.
I have a lot of friends that have left Facebook or ‘deactivated’ their account for a bit (I have this feeling you’ll never really be able to delete your Facebook account). When I ask them why all the answers were quite similar…’I was sick of the things I was seeing on there’, ‘I was wasting time just reading about what other people are doing all the time’, ‘I just didn’t want to be on there anymore’. Don’t get me wrong, Facebook is a great avenue to connect with old friends, colleagues, etc. As I’ve stated before, I use it frequently. I’m just starting to wonder what kind of impact it will have on us and future generations in the long term. Will my daughter one day ask me what people said about a photo of her I shared? Will I be forced to let her have an account because I do? What if she is being bullied on there? How will I handle that?
Sometimes I wish life wasn’t so technology driven. It wasn’t all about the internet and texting and immediacy. No one’s life looks like it does on Facebook, sometimes not even mine! But many will never admit that (yep, I just did!)…and I guess that’s just all part of the illusion 😉