I just unfriended a person I know pretty well in real life on Facebook.
I just got so tired of made-up cancer scares and the long, drawn-out dramatic events designed to make people comment about their “love and support” for this person. I got tired of having to always be “offline” so this person wouldn’t chat with me about a life that sounded more like the last two seasons of Beverly Hills 90210 than reality.
I know I could have “hidden” statuses from Person X, but all that would do would keep me from knowing when X was online and ready to whine to me privately about all the ways God has been unfair.
I’ve known X since X was about 11–maybe before that. I’ll always remember the time X lashed out at me with a really painful retort, pressing one of my buttons that I’d revealed during one of the very long chats we’d had where I was supposed to be helping X work through some personal issue. We were at a party and out of nowhere this personal pain was thrown up at me with the sole intent to wound. Now that I think about it I wonder why I ever accepted a Facebook Friend Request.
I’m going into all of this because I feel guilty. I always want to be a ministry to people. But I’m starting to realise there are certain people whose ministry I’m going to have to leave up to someone else. Especially when those people regularly have religious crises timed to elicit sympathy.
It is interesting to me how many people will use Facebook as a place to be emotionally manipulative.
And then complain about not being able to get a job.
Do they not understand that employers read these things?
Oh well. This is a stupid blog post that was meant to be talking about how people use Facebook to misuse friends and family, how many people use Facebook as a sort of emotional porn. And about how I, who like to use it as a way to stay in contact with people I rarely see get tired of having a front row seat to the emotional masturbation of dramatic status updates, endless photos of storms and starving animals.
But I just can’t seem to get there eloquently.