Seems slavery hasn’t been abolished yet hey… Like honestly, when you really think about it, how much time do you spend aimlessly scrolling through your Facebook newsfeed re-reading the same statues over and over again?
Ok ok, so I don’t really think that Facebook has ‘enslaved’ us all, but we are pretty close.
Facebook tells me I need new boobs oh and even recommends a new surgeon every day, suggesting that one would be better suited to ‘enhance’ my seemingly small boobs. Thanks for the suggestion Facebook!
Facebook tells me I am missing out on life because all my other mother friends are clubbing on the weekend, I obviously do not belong to any ‘click’ because I do not ‘club’ and I am a lonely loser because I don’t screw myself up on the weekend like everyone else. Oh and the clubs help remind me of this too by taking photos of all my ‘friends’ completely off their faces in order for them to tag them selves in so that everyone can see what an amazing time they are having. Whoops they caught a bit of your side boob. Thanks Facebook!
Facebook tells me that I have rights to my own privacy, oh yeah so why after all this time you have made it so people I have blocked can still somehow private message me and remind me about how I cannot delete anyone in the land of Facebook. Thanks Facebook!
Facebook told me I wasn’t fat enough to be cool.
Facebook told me I wasn’t skinny enough to be attractive.
Facebook told me I wasn’t creative enough to be artistic.
Facebook told me that my normal human behaviour means I am insane, and normal, and autistic, and crazy, and anxious, and a numb emotionless human being.
Facebook reminds me everyday about that fact that I only ever find out things on Facebook now.
Facebook told me the other day that it is ok to put your health at risk by eating uncontrollably to the point where you need surgery to stop you from eating so much.
What Facebook didn’t tell me was that there is a big wide world out there to be explored but I’ve been too busy caring about what other people are writing onto a website that is at the end of the day and easy alternative to bullying, stalking, teasing, taunting, humiliating, hating and creating.
We are a slave to our Facebook. To the opinions of others, we have to have that confirmation from other via a click of the mouse or a touch of the screen. It’s not about what you can achieve in life anymore, it’s about how much you can fool everyone else into thinking you have achieved.
Relationships aren’t real unless they are declared on Facebook these days. Like two people can’t be together unless the whole entire world knows about it. But it’s not just that, they need to have a say in it too, yes strangers you don’t know just feel entitled to have their say.
Anyone can give advice these days, even if it isn’t logical, you will still listen to it, can we make up our own minds anymore?
I can’t help but rant about it to be honest. It really does bother me so much. Since the use of Facebook has become so common, nearly every teenager who uses Facebook has mental health issues because for some reason what people think on Facebook matters more than what they think in real life. I can’t help but see this as an issue that needs to be addressed and I personally think this is far more important than most things that we stress about.
Are the newer generations really going to grow up so disconnected from people because of a website?
A website… That’s all it is. Data, numbers, virtual and meaningless.