Facebook, Twitter, Social Media & Me

It took me so long before I finally succumbed to the evil that is Facebook. The brag book of the current time, I resisted creating an account even though everybody I know was wondering why they can’t find and “friend” me.

And so I did. I started with a few friends, only the close ones, family and some of my co-workers.

And it grew and grew. Before I knew it, I have about 559 “friends”.

It all started out innocently- updating on friends’ lives, seeing how they’re doing, where they’re at, how they look like. Then it became a little stalkerish- where did they spend the weekend and with whom? And then it became a moral issue- a “friend” suddenly unfriended me, I think she was trying to get rid of her friends pre-boob job. Some people who post religious stuff got to be too preachy and holier than thou= hide posts. A friend who only posts selfies (real close-up selfies!) = hide posts. Then you see supposed friends who went someplace else when they canceled on you at the last minute because they were “sick”. And why do I not get that many likes nor comments on my posts? Feeling of inadequacy and questioning my self-worth, I finally decided to be “inactive”. And now I get the questions as to why I’m never on Facebook.

I did twitter so that I can join fellow “Beauty and the Beast” fans to get the show trending and to get a second season. We got the second season. Done. I have stopped posting now.

I did Get Glue to help with ratings of TV shows that I liked, only to have said shows canceled after a few episodes/seasons (Revolution? Are you kidding me? That was an awesome show!)

Instagram started out because I “followed” these two celebrities (cheesy, I know, don’t judge me). And I like looking at fashion and cupcakes. It has been 6 months since I posted anything.

Will I fall prey to yet another? We shall see.

Published in: on September 9, 2014 at 11:32 pm  Leave a Comment  
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When I’m Feeling Blue

 

Image Credits: Starry Night  Depression by Tyler Robbins

Image Credits: Starry Night Depression by Tyler Robbins

I don’t know if it was the time or the culture, but growing up, I did not pay attention nor was I informed about mental health. All we had back then was a sanitarium, a mental hospital that held “crazy people”. The words Depression, Mental health, schizophrenia, Bipolar, Anxiety attacks, etc were all foreign to me. Sure, I read about them in books but there are really some things that, unless you experience it first hand, you will never understand.

During my early years, I had experienced depression, anxiety and panic attacks. I did not know then nor did I have any inkling that I was experiencing all these things. I chalked it up to family drama and teenage angst.

Fast forward about 3 decades later and I was able to define what I had and still have. Looking back, I was able to understand myself better and in doing so had some semblance of peace with myself.

I have now been officially diagnosed with anxiety and depression and being treated for it as well. More on this on the next post.

I have been wanting to write about this as soon as I heard that Robin Williams committed suicide. My thoughts were: I do hope more people become aware of mental health and have a better understanding, explore treatment options and get all the support from family and friends.  We have a long way to go.

Published in: on September 7, 2014 at 11:09 pm  Leave a Comment  
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