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Musings from a Mid-Life Poli Sci geek and Conservative Feminist.

Sunday, April 2, 2017

I gave up Facebook

So, I gave up Facebook.  Here's what I've learned:

  1. I'm more content.  I don't read about new stuff other people are getting and feel the desire to have it too.
  2. I worry less about what others think of me.  I don't have to check to see if anyone "liked" my post or picture.  
  3. I don't feel so bad about the state of the union or the economy.  I don't see negative comments about our government or fake news blurbs about the end of the world, so I see that everything is really pretty okay in my little world.
  4. I am less jealous . I don't hear about all the great times my friends are having when they get together with my other friends and I'm not invited.
  5. I am lonely.  Turns out, if you don't have a social media presence, you don't exist.  Yeah, thinking about getting rid of my phone.  All I use it for anymore is playing games and getting junk email.  Other than that it's pretty silent.  Sometimes I like that.  And sometimes, it really, really sucks.
What worries me most is that I have realized that ince the days at our old church, I no longer have a real support system.  For example, when Mom dies, I don't have a clue who I am going to call!?!? Who can I ask to hear my sobs? Who is going to talk me through all this guilt I have that I know is going to crush me then?  Who is going to help me get through it?  Facebook gave me a false sense of that when Dad died but I got so angry that nobody really tried to help that it just made me angry at the world.  At least now I know I have no friends.  

Don't get me wrong, I have not fostered any friendships myself.  Caring about someone enough to be a friend is hard work.  I have poured myself out for people all my life and have no desire to take on anyone new at this point.  The problem is that I have never had anyone who wanted to be with ME as much as I wanted to be with THEM.  Hubby and I have always invited but have rarely been invited in return.  I guess I just got tired of that.  I want to be wanted.  I figure I either make bad choices about who I want to be with or there is something unlikable about me.

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