I Have A Love/Hate Relationship With Facebook

I have a love/hate relationship with Facebook.

And for as much as I “love” Facebook, I think I hate it more. But I can’t stay away. It’s like a train wreck. I just have to look.

How bad is my affliction? Disgusted with more bragging and bad news, I signed off and raced over here to write a post about it. But I mistakenly (or was it?) clicked on Facebook again. Realizing my mistake immediately and disgusted with myself for succumbing to my bad habit so mindlessly, I move the mouse to leave again. What do I do instead? Read another sensationalized post.

I’m pathetic.

……….

I love…

…catching up with old friends. Friends I’ve lost touch with. Friends who live far away.

….how easy it is to stay in touch with people. A quick photo of my kid coming home from his first day of school. A shared recipe from a friend. Engagement news. That your son is on swim team, too. It doesn’t have to be a monumental event. I love hearing about the day-to-day. In moderation, of course.

I hate…

….sensationalized journalism. It makes my heart jump and my stomach do flip flops. As we enter the flu-season (and you all know how I wrestle with the flu vaccine. Every. Single. Year.) I’m now flooded with U.S. maps of where EV-D68 has hit (here in Georgia) and I get to worry about that, too.

…the  inflammatory posts of a political nature.

…the mundane, yet constant and excessive, “Having a drink at Applebee’s,” “Sure is sunny today,” and “Watching paint dry. Again,” kind of posts.

…the public service messages of a freakish nature. Some man, a known sleepwalker, camped near a cliff and fell off. My 11 year old is a sleepwalker. He’s a Boy Scout. They camp at least once a month. Near open bodies of water. Yeah. I don’t get much sleep those weekends. And I so didn’t need to see that post today. Or any day.

…the thinly veiled braggy posts or pictures of the latest party you attended (Yay! You have friends.) or your newest handbag purchase. Yes, I’ve heard of Michael Kors.

…the not-so-thinly-veiled braggy posts. The in-your-face barrage of photos or status updates extoling your oh-so-perfect life. Just once I’d like to see a picture of what you look like first thing in the morning. Or a panoramic view of your kids bedroom – today. Right now. Not after careful planning, a Pottery Barn decorating session and threats and screams to keep it clean 5 minutes for the picture.

…the phony “news” stories. Check with Snopes.com before you post something that sounds too good/too weird/too horrible to be true.

…the misquoted celebrity posts. John Lennon’s teacher/grow up to be happy quote – not true. And the “well-behaved woman” quote wasn’t said by Marilyn Monroe. Again. Check with Snopes before you re-post.

…the cryptic friend. “Worst. Day. Ever.” or “I hope it’s not ebola.” Really? If you’re not going to explain, I’m moving on. Attention seekers rarely get my attention. They get blocked.

Which reminds me of something else I love about Facebook that I forgot to mention.

 

I love…

…the ability to block certain people from your news feed without them knowing.

But that leads me to this confession.

I have so many people blocked on my news feed. People that violate my self-imposed Facebook Rules of Decorum. I’m beginning to wonder why I’m friends with them in the first place.

So, I’m going to have to end this post so I can go back to Facebook and do the proper research. I’ll get back to you with an answer in a few days.

See?

I’m hopeless.

 

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12 responses to “I Have A Love/Hate Relationship With Facebook

  1. I too, have a love/hate relationship with facebook. I’ve joined, left and gone back. I’m still not sold on it, but I’m staying there for now, and engaging differently from the way I did the first time.

    • Please share how you’re “engaging differently” this time. Inquiring minds want to know! 🙂

      • Plus, I need all the help I can get!

      • I was a late comer to Facebook holding fast to my beliefs that it didn’t hold much value. I gave in in an attempt to promote my blog and would accept any and all friend requests. It turned out to be more aggravation than it was worth.
        This time, with the same intention, (and a different account), my blog has it’s own page and my personal timeline doesn’t say very much. I’ve waited for the requests instead of sending them, and been extremely selective about who I accept. And even then they’re not really engaging; maybe it’s all about just having a presence there.
        I’m starting to wonder – why am I here again?

  2. I hid so many people from my feed that I was watching the daily lives of maybe four people. Incessantly. And I didn’t even care that much. I’ve temporarily closed my account, and I get a lot more done without that “well, I only have a minute, so I’ll check facebook” impulse.

    I managed that for a year, went back, and am now off again. It’s been…I don’t know…six months? I love life without fb.

  3. I kid you not. The day after I posted this post a Facebook “friend” shouted out her adult child’s MCAT score to the Facebook masses. An MCAT score. I mean, your kid didn’t cure cancer. Yet. They just scored high enough to get into med school. Like lots of other really smart people out there. Geez.

  4. I think you captured it perfectly. I too have pet peeves, hidden “noisy” people and hate the bragging. But…
    – After Sandy FB was a great way to find out what was going on, where gas could be bought, and who needed help.
    – I’ve signed several clients just by putting posts on FB local groups.

    So it’s not all bad. 🙂

  5. You always make me laugh, Jane. But there is so much truth in this post.

  6. I just hate the whole place and don’t have a Facebook account at all. I just find the whole thing so superficial. I’m really not interested in photos of the cat or little Annie’s first steps. Yawn.

  7. Staci

    Is it too late to comment on this lol? I too have such a love hate relationship with fb. I’ve been off, back on, off again and this time off for about 18 months. Now I’m teeter-tottering on going back. I miss seeing things my kids post, mostly pictures and just random things they have to say. I also joined a group through my church and of course that’s their way of communicating with each other. Each week I feel so left out hearing them talk about this and that from facebook. Then there is the evil side of fb I absolutely hate. The picture perfect crap people post about their lives. Feeling guilty for not accepting that co-workers or “family” friend request because I really don’t want them knowing anything about me or my personal life in any way and we don’t talk in real life so why are we “friends” on facebook?? It’s like the good angel bad angel thing on your shoulder except in your head trying to decide if fb is really worth it or not. I remember when I deactivated my account back 18 months ago I remember feeling like I was coming off drugs or something lol. Killed me for the first few weeks and then there was this peace about myself and my life that it I no longer existed in that fake world of over-sharers. So I’m thinking I need to really re-think this thing of going back because it does make you wonder how healthy is it!

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