I can’t believe she hasn’t responded to my wall-post yet. It’s been like three hours, and I know she’s been on Facebook. She must be ignoring me!
Trivial? How about familiar? As silly as it seems written down, this is one of the many emotions we face when we login to that seemingly harmless site that has started to creep in to every facet of our lives.
We feel alone.
You have 300 friends, ten of them liked your status last week, and those cute new photos posted of you made everyone look. But are you happy?
Every time I get sucked in to logging on to see if he or she responded, look at new photos, maybe “stalk” an old friend who I heard looks totally different, I leave the computer dejected, vain and alone. But why? Doesn’t society tell us that keeping up with these friends is good? That these relationships will bring us happiness?