Sitting down to a nice relaxing scroll through my Facebook newsfeed, which has become like reading the Daily Mail, I noticed my “people you may know.” So basically people Facebook think I should be adding to my friends lists. Some of them have 100 mutual friends so it is a completely logical suggestion but other times they suggest you add *insert foreign name here* which is just bizarre and usually quite amusing. Yet, today Facebook suggested I be friends with someone I was hoping never to come across.
To cut a long and painful story short, Facebook thought it would benefit me to add “the other woman”. Of course, curiosity killed the cat, me being the cat, and I had to look. Thousands of pictures of them playing the happy couple while we were supposedly the happy couple. If it had not been for Facebook I would never have had to see this and it would barely cross my mind. Yet even a year later I still can’t escape it.
Facebook forces you to face the past. Through endless old photographs, status updates from this time last year and old conversations. Every mistake you have ever made is online forever. Including your psycho ex. Think about who you were 6 months ago, what music you liked, what clothes you wore, who you fancied the hell out of. Is the current you anything like that?
6 months ago I had a horrendous hair which was practically bright orange, I thought this was wonderful. I was just starting to get close to someone who I can’t even bare to look at now and I had just left school. If Facebook was not around I could simply pretend that none of that happened but it is like living my teenage years in a fishbowl with thousands, or in my case 663, prying eyes.
I feel somewhat lucky that Facebook was not around when I was 12 or 13 as I can see how it has affected the world’s current 13 year olds. LOL has somehow creeped its way into everyday conversation and most of them seem to be on Facebook 24 7. It has even been blamed for failed exams. Their horrendous fashion, music and boyfriend choices will be recorded forever. Yes, they are and always will be horrendous. When I was 13 I thought it was pretty rad to draw tears on my cheek with eyeliner and cry to Evanescence. Those photos are forever hidden.
Most people wont notice the profound effect Facebook has had on us; our relationships, or social life and the way we see ourselves. Simply because it integrated so easily into our everyday routines. It makes it difficult to avoid painful situations and they are often rubbed in our face. The temptation is just too much to check our ex’s Facebook page several times a day. And it can never have a happy ending. To us they will appear better and hotter than ever and like they are doing just fine without you. Just remember, they only show what they choose to, behind closed doors they could be crumbling just as much as you are.