Facebook taught me…

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There are oodles of naysayers out there when it comes to Facebook. The general consensus is that most people, while logging on everyday and posting with abandon, really loathe Facebook. I am not one of those people anymore and I’ll tell you why.

I love Facebook.

I not only love Facebook, I owe Facebook a huge debt of gratitude. Facebook has taught me some tremendous life lessons in a very short amount of time. It’s like the Rosetta Stone for personality disorders. It’s the Cliff Notes on abusers. It’s a Melting Pot for all kinds of people, good and bad, and you have to decide daily where you want to be, who you want to be and what you will allow to continue.

Each day you open your Facebook account it’s like sitting down at a desk in a classroom. You can either learn something about yourself and improve your station in life, or you can goof off and throw spitballs at the cute girl across the room from you. But no matter what kind of student you choose to be, you will learn something about yourself and about the people you socialize with, on Facebook.

Here are just a few of the lessons Facebook taught me.

I learned that some people are not always who you think they are. Some people are truly fake, disingenuous liars and all around evil and wicked. You might wonder why I didn’t already know this and I think that deep down I had my suspicions, but Facebook made this fact a FACT and I know this to be the absolute truth now.

The really awful ones aren’t the ones with fake profiles on there. These people use their real names and tell you where they live too.

For instance, before Facebook I knew only a tiny handful of people that live in the great state of Oregon and they are salt of the Earth grand human beings that I love with gusto. But since being on Facebook I found out that there is also a small contingent of a different kind of folks in Oregon that are really fucked up individuals and I’m not alone in that assessment. Maybe it’s something in the water, or the long winters spent indoors, but some of these folks are fraught with drama and intrigue and love to drag you right into the middle of it. Sheesh!

I think I prefer the people I knew from Oregon BF, Before Facebook. They are the only sane people living in that state as far as I’m concerned.

Facebook taught me all about Pathological Liars, Malignant Narcissists and Sociopaths too.

This wasn’t a lesson I enjoyed learning about, but since I now know who these people are, I can avoid them like the plague-ridden sorts they are. I feel like Facebook inoculated me and while I may not be completely immune to them, I know how to recognize the symptoms earlier and can take precautionary, life saving measures before they become lethally attached to me.

Facebook taught me the importance of making and enforcing Personal Boundaries.

Never in my life have I been subjected to a greater number of folks that think nothing of telling me what I “should” be doing. I don’t even like the word “should” enough to use it in a sentence, much less have complete strangers shoulding me to death on a social network. Hell, some of them would even tell me what I should be writing about on my own damn blog! I came up with a foolproof, tried and true solution for the Shoulders (oh that’s funny…it’s spelled like your body part!).

When someone on Facebook starts shoulding you about your life, the best way to deal with them is to delete them from your Facebook experience. Ain’t nobody got time for being shoulded

Everything I have learned from Facebook, even the stuff I’ve just mentioned, has not been all bad. In fact, the difficult lessons I’ve just shared are what has led me to where I am in my life now. So learning the bad stuff taught me all about the good stuff. That’s kind of how life works too.

You can not appreciate the beauty of anything, if you have experienced nothing from the dark and ugly spectrum that tells you what beautiful looks like. 

Facebook has given me many gifts of friendship, new ones and the very old friends too. It has given me a valuable tool for reconnecting with people from my past that I dearly love and miss all the time. It allows me to visit with them in cyberspace and to see pictures of their lives that I might never have seen, if not for Facebook. It has given me new friends that I adore and treasure. Some of them are down the street, a plane or a car ride away and some are across the Atlantic, and they are all precious to me.

The common thread that holds all of us together everyday now and gives all of us that love we deserve, is Facebook.

I told someone once that Facebook was like walking into a room full of your friends each day, no matter where they are or what they’re doing, and being able to see what they’re up and say Hi. You are never alone, or lonely, when you can log into Facebook and speak to someone else that cares enough about you to include you as a friend. Even after all of the hardships I have personally suffered through on that social network, I still firmly believe my original idea of what Facebook really is.

I continue to be a fan.

Thank you Mark Zuckerberg.


About Madeline Scribes

A writer with a sense of humor. If anyone can laugh at life, it's me.
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1 Response to Facebook taught me…

  1. Yay!!! I think you and I ran into the same group of buttheads, but as I always like to say, I think we ended up with the best out of that whole bunch. ❤


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