There is always such a love/hate relationship with all social media, Facebook in particular. There are so many days when I hate it. For so many reasons. First and foremost, it consumes way too much of my time. Obviously, it is self inflicted, but it has just become too much of a habit. This is the main problem. I will sit and scroll through Facebook and look at everyone’s feed until I either get too bored, too frustrated, or until I get to where I have already seen it. I will then put my phone down. Ahh a break….for like 7 minutes. I will then pick it up and start looking again as if in the last seven minutes new, amazing stuff would be posted. It’s habit. I literally don’t even care about most of what I see on there, it is just engrained in my brain to look at it. I hate it!
Another reason I hate it is because I don’t like listening to people’s opinions about things they shouldn’t have opinions about. At least not online. The Trump/Biden posts almost threw me over the edge. I couldn’t handle it anymore. I literally had to mute about ten people because I couldn’t deal with their comments anymore. There is a time and a place for people to express their opinions, and to me, Facebook is not that place. Again, this is just my opinion, but it is another reason I hate Facebook.
My last reason is because it creeps me out. They listen!! You all know what I am talking about. You shop on your phone, the next hour there is ads about what you looked for. That is one thing. I get they take the information you searched online and use that. That is still weird, but doesn’t bother me as much as when they listen. My buddy and I were in the car talking about how his foot hurt. I said it sounded somewhat like plantar fasciitis, which my brother in law had. We didn’t look it up on our phones, we only talked about it. The next morning, he sends me a text with an ad for plantar fasciitis. Disturbing!
But then I love it. Today I got reminded of one of the reasons that I love it. The memories. It is usually my favorite part of my day. I love to see some of the memories that pop up. I kind of love and hate that they show up at different times of the day. I never know when they are going to come. Today I got two great memories right away when I woke up. The first one was of my dog that passed away on this day three years ago. It was sad, but seeing the pictures of him that I posted just brought a smile to my face. I loved that dog, and I love when I get the chance to see him. If it weren’t for Facebook, the only time I would see him is if I am scrolling deep into my pictures on my phone. The second reason is the memory of mine and my wife’s “babymoon” came up today. It was our trip to San Antonio that we went on before we had our first child, seven years ago. It was one of my favorite trips that we have ever been on. It was just us, well and our boy swimming around in her stomach. We weren’t at an all inclusive drinking all day. We didn’t have a thousand friends all over us and schedules to follow. It was just us, and doing anything we wanted to do. It was a very special trip, and I love those memories.
Facebook can really suck sometimes. Other times it can be amazing. It really is great to see some fantastic memories or other special events. My brother in law just got engaged, and even though we knew it was coming soon, we didn’t know when. It was that cool shock factor seeing online that was really exciting. Those are the things that keep me checking it. Well, that and the fact that I am obsessed with it and can’t stop looking. Again, I hate Facebook.