anestehasasweetasslife

forwhenifeellikesharing:

• overly enthusiastic statuses
• photo albums of people living it up in Europe
• people bragging about school or work
• people suddenly being “in a relationship”
• seeing people I do not (and have never) like(d) but can’t un-friend update anything
• un-returned wall posts

I am not a bitter jerk of a person, but FaceBook just irritates the crap out of me. It leaves you to compare yourself with far too many people. Far too many peers. Peers who are doing many, many great things. And sure it makes you want to go out and live life to the fullest, but it’s also a lot to process. To weigh yourself against. And it’s in your face. And visual.

The photos. Bleck. Even if you want to un-tag them, you’re still in albums. And you get to evaluate your looks. Constantly.

And it’s all so showy. “LOOK AT WHAT I LIKE! LOOK HOW COOL I AM! LOOK I’M WITTY! LOOK AT MY SIXPACK! LOOK I WENT TO PARIS AND ROME!” I don’t feel like selling myself unless I want a date or a job or a second date.

And now I have to have it to stay in touch with former coworkers and friends. And so I don’t look “out of touch.” Ugh.

Tomorrow: I’m starting to exercise because I can fit comfortably in ONE (of 8) pairs of pants. Tuesday: I had better have a job by the end of the day or I’m going to be forced to consider moving back to Kentuckiana and make plans to leave the country. (Read: Teach English in Japan.)

so fucking true.