It’s no secret I spend a lot of time on Facebook. I’m not disclosing mysterious world enigmas here.
I am a blogger; Facebook is a huge part of our social environment. As a blogger…oh shit I said that already, it’s clear I am a blogger right?
What? What’s that you say?
You didn’t know I have a blog? Okay, so go to www.bl…just kidding, you are reading my blog on my blog.
Sorry, that was just me trying to plug my blog, shamelessly, I will get back to the matter at hand…PS – the URL is www.blogirl.info btw. And yeah, I know, it sounds like BLOW-Girl. You should see the crazies who show up on my site looking for a good time. I’ll explain that another time.
Oh shit, I did it again. I am like a drunk teenager at a party, aimlessly milling around trying to find the keg. But for me it’s the point, I’m trying to get to my point!
I was talking about Facebook, right? Oh snap, you can’t answer me. re-reads post.
Okay, I’m back you lucky little devils, you.
Here I go again…
Facebook has become a part of my everyday life, as I am sure it is for most people. I mean, more than one billion people are active on Facebook every day. What that means is, us fortunate people get to see the stupidity of status updates on the regular.
Whoa now, before Y’all start shouting things like – “UH Darla! You are the worst oversharer there is!” and “Stop shoving your blog down my Facebook throat.” Let me explain…Us bloggers, we look at Facebook much different from the regular Joe. We use it as a platform to beam our words, into the land of unread words. WE know you don’t care that we have a blog, but guess what, we care.
I’m not saying I don’t post pictures of my kids or random images of the dinner I just made (Just like you). Because I do. I do it so often my friends and family members clicked the unfollow button. (I’m only kinda sorta bitter. That’s right, I know you did it, and I don’t blame you). I use Facebook just like any other average person on the planet. But, I also use it as a tool.
So I am here for you, (because I am just that good of a person), to tell my ‘regular’ Facebook friends how this works. And maybe, just maybe, you’ll stop saying; those people aren’t real.
When I started blogging a plethora of my ‘real’ friends kind of seemed bitter. Like, oh shit, this girl doesn’t have a filter on a good day, what will she write about us, bitter. I pushed on; I had a plan, I wanted to write, because I love it, not for anyone but myself. So I did, and it didn’t take long for me to get to know some amazing people in the Land of Social Media. I made some amazing friends.
They like me, they really, really like me!
The problem was, I wasn’t smart like most of the bloggers, I used my real name. And, I promoted everything and everyone under the sun. Within a few weeks, I had turned my regular old Facebook page into the most annoying feed (if you aren’t a blogger), of Blogger Hell. I didn’t just do this on Facebook. I shoved my Pinterest Page, Twitter, and Instagram down everyone’s throat. (You’re welcome).
I didn’t take long for my ‘real’ friends to start looking at me like I was crazy. My head stuck in my phone, continually updating my Social Media. Becoming a selfie whore. Updating my page and shaming my kids on the regular. I even started making memes. WTF is a meme? I didn’t even know how to pronounce the word let alone make one before I had a blog.
The regular Facebook user (my so-called real friends), became nothing but overwhelmed with my online presence, and I don’t blame you guys. I was overwhelmed too. But here is the truth, something many of you non-blogger Facebook users don’t know.
I like doing this, I like meeting new people from all over the world. And it doesn’t make me crazy. And guess what…
My Facebook friends aren’t fake. Just because I haven’t met them, or stood in a room with them, does not mean I haven’t established a relationship with them. I don’t see you ‘real’ people every day, and I still like you (sometimes). These people are a real as you and me; they have families and put their pants on the same way you and I do. They just happen to Admin a Facebook page and write about stuff.
Some I talk to daily, others once a week. Not much different from my ‘real’ friendships. I have cried with them, and laughed, they are REAL.
Look, guys; I am just as annoyed at how much I post on Facebook, but I’m doing some major work here. There is a bigger picture. I am trying to write a book (50k words of hell in my free time, is what I like to call it). I’m trying to promote my words because I LOVE TO WRITE.
And, I am not going to stop. I’m not going to pretend I don’t love my Facebook people. These are the people who promote me, lift me up, and somehow some of them, they think I can write.
‘Real’ Facebook friends to me, is all-encompassing. I love the people I’ve met, and won’t apologize for oversharing their words or mine, anymore. Just kidding, I am Canadian, and a Woman, I live in the land of sorry.
So to all the friends who know me in ‘real’ life. This is it; this is what I do, and I love it.
Also, if you could, can you please start sharing my writing, dammit people, I haven’t been shoving this shit down your throat for nothing.
PS – I have no idea why I picked that title for my post, I just really really liked it.
PPS – Here is a #SelfieWhore Pic.