I recently got off face book…I used to be so attached to it
I never thought a day would come and I would live without checking it out. But
alas, the day finally arrived. I originally got off because there were some
people I didn’t want to be relating with but for some reason I couldn’t bring myself
to delete them. So I decided to do away with it all together. But after about a
week of not being tempted to check it out, I realized I didn’t really miss it
so I kept going another week, trying to see how far I would take it and before I
knew it a month was past. I started to reflect, on my whole entire existence on
face book, and how exactly it had added value to my life… I couldn’t find one… I
did however come to the realization that there I was sharing a part of me with
all these people that I hardly knew on a personal basis. (I had 356 friends). I
remember meeting a guy and he asked me if I was related to Tanya Love, because I
had told him my name was Dianne, and after I told him that was me he said; “eh
you really like having fun”. This Isn’t a bad thing as I do like to have fun,
but that’s not I’m all about. I started to wonder what kind of perceptions strangers
had of me by just out my profile. Isn’t it amazing; the things people can find
out about you from your face book? Just think about it, the status updates we
write say something about us, the things we share, the photos we post they are
all a revelation of a part of who we are. It got me thinking, people really
take face book seriously. I mean there is more to my life than those pictures
in the mall, at the beach, out in the club or whatever, and yet it doesn’t occur
to these strangers that I don’t take pictures while am fixing a computer, or
singing in the church choir on Sunday, or reading a book, or visiting the
doctor. From my profile one could easily come up with a conclusion that I live
the “diva” life as my friends call it, but what they don’t know is that I have
insecurities like everyone else, I worry about being accepted socially, about
being judged unfairly, the list is endless. They don’t know that I can be an emotional
wreck, a hot mess; Yes I do get bad hair days, chipped nails, and uncoordinated
outfits especially when am having a bad day or going through a phase, you could
call it a healing process and they don’t know that I can be demanding or “complex”
as some people have referred to me. Generally people who check out my profile
and don’t know me on a personal level don’t know that there is a whole other
side to me. Am always telling people not
to care what the world thinks and just do what they want to do and yet I can’t
even take my own advice. I struggle with this every day; my vulnerabilities and
weaknesses. When they look at my profile they think “wow she’s happy, she’s fun
and outgoing I want to be her friend” no one sees my pain, or brokenness. So I thought
to myself…people should want to be my friend after knowing who I really am, not
superficial all dolled up and fancy Dianne, but also loud, crazy, insecure,
paranoid Dianne. There are always two sides to every story…and I think that
people should get to know me first before coming to conclusions about who I am,
or what I like basing on the few pictures I post on face book. For this reason,
I doubt I will be going back anytime soon, as am enjoying the intrigue that
comes with when you first meet a person and they ask you if you are on face
book just so they can check you out and make conclusions about who they think
you are…It aint happening boo…you are gonna have to check me out in person and
make a personal assessment of who I am from how I relate with you, and not by
how hot I look on face book….. Now let’s see who has the courage to dare… I recently got off face book…I used to be so attached to it
I never thought a day would come and I would live without checking it out. But
alas, the day finally arrived. I originally got off because there were some
people I didn’t want to be relating with but for some reason I couldn’t bring myself
to delete them. So I decided to do away with it all together. But after about a
week of not being tempted to check it out, I realized I didn’t really miss it
so I kept going another week, trying to see how far I would take it and before I
knew it a month was past. I started to reflect, on my whole entire existence on
face book, and how exactly it had added value to my life… I couldn’t find one… I
did however come to the realization that there I was sharing a part of me with
all these people that I hardly knew on a personal basis. (I had 356 friends). I
remember meeting a guy and he asked me if I was related to Tanya Love, because I
had told him my name was Dianne, and after I told him that was me he said; “eh
you really like having fun”. This Isn’t a bad thing as I do like to have fun,
but that’s not I’m all about. I started to wonder what kind of perceptions strangers
had of me by just out my profile. Isn’t it amazing; the things people can find
out about you from your face book? Just think about it, the status updates we
write say something about us, the things we share, the photos we post they are
all a revelation of a part of who we are. It got me thinking, people really
take face book seriously. I mean there is more to my life than those pictures
in the mall, at the beach, out in the club or whatever, and yet it doesn’t occur
to these strangers that I don’t take pictures while am fixing a computer, or
singing in the church choir on Sunday, or reading a book, or visiting the
doctor. From my profile one could easily come up with a conclusion that I live
the “diva” life as my friends call it, but what they don’t know is that I have
insecurities like everyone else, I worry about being accepted socially, about
being judged unfairly, the list is endless. They don’t know that I can be an emotional
wreck, a hot mess; Yes I do get bad hair days, chipped nails, and uncoordinated
outfits especially when am having a bad day or going through a phase, you could
call it a healing process and they don’t know that I can be demanding or “complex”
as some people have referred to me. Generally people who check out my profile
and don’t know me on a personal level don’t know that there is a whole other
side to me. Am always telling people not
to care what the world thinks and just do what they want to do and yet I can’t
even take my own advice. I struggle with this every day; my vulnerabilities and
weaknesses. When they look at my profile they think “wow she’s happy, she’s fun
and outgoing I want to be her friend” no one sees my pain, or brokenness. So I thought
to myself…people should want to be my friend after knowing who I really am, not
superficial all dolled up and fancy Dianne, but also loud, crazy, insecure,
paranoid Dianne. There are always two sides to every story…and I think that
people should get to know me first before coming to conclusions about who I am,
or what I like basing on the few pictures I post on face book. For this reason,
I doubt I will be going back anytime soon, as am enjoying the intrigue that
comes with when you first meet a person and they ask you if you are on face
book just so they can check you out and make conclusions about who they think
you are…It aint happening boo…you are gonna have to check me out in person and
make a personal assessment of who I am from how I relate with you, and not by
how hot I look on face book….. Now let’s see who has the courage to dare…
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