It is a cold morning, and I am sitting in my living room with my computer, trying to write an article. Over and over again I am being distracted of one of my side windows on the bottom of the screen. It’s there, and I can’t help to check it occasionally, something I’ve created all by myself and taking care of – my “baby”, my very important Facebook page.
I think I’m not alone with this scenario. Checking my Facebook everyday is not unusual, but the question is, why? What am I doing out there? I just logged in and directly I see this; my second cousin is “in a relationship but it’s complicated”, my other cousin just “found a lonely Brown Cow on her farm. Oh no!” and my friend says that his mobile phone is water damaged. What did I do out there again? I often forget to ask myself this tricky question.
Many times after logging out I can feel really bad within me, even though I never admit it for anyone except for now. An uncomfortable feeling that grows bigger in me every time I have been out there. I can feel a lot more stress because I haven’t read out my Jenkins book yet, as my proudly classmates apparently has. I feel a bit outside and alone because I see happy pictures from a party this weekend I was never attending. I can also be jealous when I see that a (not so close) friend is out in the world for months travelling and has a fantastic tan, and last of all, frustrated that I am not “being in a relationship” and my status have shown the boring word “single”, “Charlotta is single” for many years. Thanks for telling!
This phenomenon Facebook show only one thing in my meaning – which we have to prove (or pretend) for each other that we actually have a life. We pretend being busy, update our status many times every day, tag friends in them to clarify that I am not alone. We load up pictures to look at and to spice, that party was totally awesome. Find new friends to request regularly. Why? Because we think that what people can’t see does not exist.
Maybe everything is not credible out there – but at the same time, it is hell of a fun!
(Inspiration from articles about “Facebook dumbing friendships down” & “Time’s person of the Year: You.” )