I don’t know how to say this so I will just spit it out. I just don’t know how I feel about you anymore and I think that we should stop seeing each other so much. I mean, you know what they say. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, and all that.
Why, I hear you ask? I love you because you provide me with a way to keep connected with my friends and family around the world, especially my Nan’s sister – Aunty Melba – who has a Facebook account and keeps across all of our lives from across the miles in England. She rocks!
I love you because you have allowed me to reconnect with lost friends and family.
I love you because I get to see how people grow and change. It’s inspiring.
I love you because you are a fabulous free marketing tool for my blog/s and my new business.
I love you because you have allowed me to connect with some truly inspirational people, writers and mentors, many who I can now call friends.
I love you because I am a member or some AWESOME groups who have opened my eyes to a world full of possibility and dreams that CAN BE ACHIEVED. You have shown me that I am not limited to just Perth…
I love you because even in death I still feel connected to those that have been lost, via their memories, friends and families.
I love you because you have provided me with a tool to share my story and help people.
And why do I despise you?
Well, I hate you because you ARE a time sucker. When I am with you half the time I have no idea where the time has gone…and we’ve done nothing!
I hate you because my finger automatically gravitates towards your icon when I unlock my iPhone – without me even thinking about it or wanting to go there.
I hate you because I wasted so much time on Farmville…and for what?!
I hate you because I now suffer from Facebook brain – it’s kinda like baby brain, except every time I flick to Facebook I forget about all of the important stuff I needed to do, or really, anything I needed or wanted to do…
I hate you because I’m not fond of the new Messenger function at all. I don’t want to receive all of my Facebook messages to my phone, like a text. I don’t want to be contactable ALL the time. That’s what my phone is for, and at times I hate that. So once the old Messenger functions goes, that’s it. From then, people can email – or text – me.
I hate you because you keep changing, and all I want is for you to stay the same.
I hate you because now myself and others are suffering badly from FOMO – even if we don’t realise it (Fear of missing out – of something…anything…everything?).
But most of all, I hate you because you make me anxious – and I have not idea why.
One day we may look back on our relationship with joy at the memories we shared together. But for now, I really need a break, or to at least stop seeing you so much. I am looking forward to getting all of those things I needed to get done done…whatever they were…