Is there anyone out there that has plenty of Facebook friends-people from your past that you’ve found, long-lost relatives, people you’ve worked with, current friends that you never see and a few random people you’re not sure how they got on there but you feel guilty deleting?
I’m struggling these days. The older I get, the less I see people in Real Life. Sure, people post on Facebook but how many of us are posting how we really feel? How our life is REALLY going? The Face on our Book is a mask.
I filter posts so only those I feel closest too (people I would like to see outside of the computer screen) can see my innermost thoughts but rarely do they seem to want to hear anything other than happy thoughts.
There is nothing like real people out in the real world to stimulate your life. Unfortunately, people are so busy they don’t have much time to spend doing that these days. I think that’s bull. If you have time to post on FB, you can take 5 minutes to make a phone call. I’ve considered reducing my cell minutes because my phone never rings anymore.
I’m an extrovert-very social and need to be among people and interact with them to feel alive. I have learned to be alone and am fine having time to myself but after a while it becomes tiresome and just plain lonely. One can only enjoy entertaining themselves alone for so long before they crack.
How do you fix that? I’ve tried all sorts of avenues as a means of meeting more people who want to do things offline but haven’t had much luck.
I suppose that is why people throw themselves into work….but seriously, is it any wonder our world is so cranky and dull these days that we are stuck with reality tv just to feel like we have a life by watching someone else’s?
When do you stop trying? And what does that mean? Go live on a mountain away from everything? Or stay stuck in a city full of soulless people moving from one computer at work to their laptop at home or television?
I want to enjoy this one life I have, I just thought I would have more friends surrounding me at the same time. I suppose High School really was supposed to be the best years of my life. Ugh.
