As I sit in Starbucks in Scottsdale, I begin to re-think the journey I have gone through and the lessons I have learned along the way. No worries, I am not writing my final entry just yet, summarizing my learned lessons and las perspectives on this website we are all concern about. However, I have noticed that I genuinely miss Facebook. As unhealthy as it may be for us, I am beginning to understand the reason behind the infatuation. When others are online, people feel noticed, liked, and cared for. It is these reasons that we return again and again. Repeat offenders. Yes we are creating false perceptions and judgments but as long as they make us feel 'okay' most of the time, we don't care.
With this in mind, as long as something makes us feel good--does that make it okay? If the nerdy thespian from high school who had no friends and smelled, is able to feel superior and popular with 900+ fake friends, let them. If the cool-kid whose friends all do drugs and stupid shit wants to post South Park episodes to get others to laugh, let him. Or if the girl who is never hit on and hates her physical appearance, can create a false image to hide behind just to talk to other guys, why shouldn't she? I suppose that is the beauty of the site, you use it for whatever you want. The addiction is not cursed upon us all--even though I believe most succumb to the over indulgence and corruption.
So my little stunt started off as a fun and meaningless test but Im noticing that as personal issues arise in my own life I feel the urge to sign-on. In result Im finding I use facebook as a support system. Knowing that others are going through similar things that I am, helps in a misery-loves-company sort of way as well as provides the opportunity for advice. Whether that advice comes through comments of friends or chat messages. I'll admit I miss the fake friendships and fake comments, even if the individuals posting really don't care. If it fills the void for a moment, it helps. A smile whether it is fake or real, is after all still a smile. Is it not?
