I have two Facebook accounts. One is personal and one is for my blog under Elle Thisismommyhood. When I started my personal account, I found several people within days.
I thought it would be so cool to have contact with a lot of these people. I thought of how we would reminisce, email each other, and even possibly talk on the phone about what’s been going on in our lives.
What the hell was I thinking?!
It’s my personal FB account that I have a problem with and I feel like I have to be really careful about what I say. It’s pretty ironic seeing how on my personal account these are friends, people I went to school with, and family members.
Sometimes I think there’s a good reason that I’ve lost touch with some of them and it should have stayed that way. Other times it’s can be really great because while it tore me up when my aunt died a year ago, I’m now in touch with my two cousins that I haven’t seen or heard from since I was just a kid.
I promised myself that I would never talk about religion or politics on my blog which is why this post is difficult to write but it’s hard to avoid while explaining why I loathe Facebook.
I feel my views are open and accepting but then I think maybe not if I’m bothered by the views of others. Except I don’t feel like it’s just simply their views. I feel like it’s more about them spewing hatred on Facebook. It makes my blood boil when people stereotype based on color and religion or when I hear that people who are gay shouldn’t be allowed to marry because it will ruin the sanctity of marriage.
One family member went on a rant about a particular religious group and I found it disgusting.
It got his other FB friends in a tizzy, saying this group of people needs to die, someone should blow them up, and on they went.
What. the. fuck?!
This is someone I’ve known my entire life. Within a year and a half I’ve seen the real side of this person and now I wonder if he said some of these degrading and racist things when I was younger but maybe I just let it slide or didn’t pay attention since he’s family and someone I love.
It makes my stomach drop when I think about it because in a way I feel like I’m accepting what he writes on his Facebook wall since I’ve never said anything. Then again, I have no idea what I would say but I know it wouldn’t make a difference to this person.
It’s not just him though, it’s several people that have done it. I know I can easily unfriend them but for some reason I just can’t.
On the bright side there are people I’ve reconnected with and I’m so freaking happy that they’re back in my life.
So here I am, loving and loathing Facebook.