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Almost everyone I know has a Facebook account. I can’t tell you how much time is invested on behalf of every member, but it’s probably more than should be.
On Facebook, there are hundreds, possibly thousands of applications one can browse through. Becoming a fan of this or that, farming, mafia and fishing, no stone is left unturned. Call it a virtual world for adults. Instead of playing video games all day, we spend time creating families, “playing” war and taking care of pets.
Distant relatives, first loves, best pals from high school, even college classmates become reunited on your “friend’s list”.
Making up, breaking up, pregnancy, engagement, separation, divorce, everything sacred is displayed for all to see.
“Gotta update my status”, I think on a regular basis. Checking to see who commented under a new status, only to post a rebuttal or eight. One can spend an hour or so focusing on that alone.
Let’s see who can get the most friends and fans, post the most comments and photos.
An addiction of sorts, a pull towards being a part of something. A long lost childhood dream to be part of the "in" crowd.
Adding someone to your list, realizing they are “Half Nuts”, removing them and then the dreaded text messages asking, “Did you delete me?”
Those who are stuck in a rut, on the merry go round of dysfunction, or never seem to get past the past. The “Oh woe is me” type of individual who chooses unhealthy and dysfunctional relationships. Word to the wise, he is not the only fish in the sea!
Why do we invest so much time cultivating these “friendships” and crops? Aren’t relationships about spending actual time with someone, in the same room, hopefully within arm’s length? Isn’t it about hugging, relying on, being there, lending a helping hand, and not just on my farm?
I dare you to go cold turkey. Spend 2, 4, 8, or if you dare, 24 hours doing something real, with another human being. Disconnect and reconnect. Use that time instead to volunteer. Join the group also known as life and rediscover what it’s like to take a walk, see the sun and smell the roses.
For those who invest more than 10% of their time on social networking sites (including myself), God help us all!