A friend recently told me her thoughts on Facebook.
She said another friend of hers explained that she became a Facebook user simply out of necessity for keeping up on what was being planned for a dreaded high school reunion. Before this planning, she was not part of the Facebook culture. This friend of hers went on to say that she is no longer a part of the Facebook culture, account deleted and all, post-reunion party.
This friend-of-a-friend is single. She hasn’t made her way to (the societally imposed idea of) marriage, children, financial, professional and personal successes. This friend-of-a-friend was not hitting this local hot spot or that, baking a good, living a life she felt others were living. This friend-of-a-friend felt that Facebook, in fact, depressed her.
As she looked on and became addicted to the scrolling through the lives of others she had connected with from her past, she found herself even more aware of (the societal impressions of) her failures. Her loneliness was even more pronounced. What she had been seeking and not receiving, in her mind, was being pushed to the very tip of her nose before she could no longer see beyond it.
Her account is deleted. She didn’t feel the need to keep her feelings of failure prominent in her online activities. I get that, but I wonder:
Do you find Facebook depressing?
Do you find yourself sucked into the Facebook culture?
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