I have decided to take a break from social media for a bit. The reason has more than one side to it. One side says this is to prove to myself (and others if it proves anything) that I can function without it. The other reason involves a need to focus on things beyond the keyboard. On things right in front of me day to day and to quell any thoughts that my priorities are not where they belong.
You see, to know me is to know I am a social creature. I like being liked. Some would say "You shouldn't care what people think a about you. Just be yourself and if that isn't good enough, then they aren't good enough.". Well, there is a lot of truth to that. Perhaps that is really what friends are. People who like you for you. Not for the witty things you say or for your thoughts on politics, history, or sports. But that is exactly where I am today, expressing myself and hoping others like what I say. What else can yo do on a site like Facebook?
About 15 years ago (give or take) I had a large group of friends. Friends I could reference back to my childhood. I'm talking 6, 7, 8 years old was when I met them, and at 35 I still had them. I bragged about it like I had something rare and valuable. I took it for granted they would be there forever or at least till my life was done here on earth. Then I lost a real close friend to an early death. His name was Francis (Fran) Orner and he was one of if not the closest friends I had. He had a heart attack walking home from the store while living in Maryland and to this day I haven't gotten over him being gone.
To exacerbate my perspective I began to lose other friends for various reasons as time went on. Just drifting apart. Moving. Differences in lifestyles. Time. Etcetera etcetera.
No matter the specific reason, I began to think on the true fragility of friendship and on how we take such ordinary and day to day relationships for granted. I mean I had friendships I thought would never die and perhaps they haven't but the ability to interact is gone. What I' saying is even though I would be there on the rare chance they should call, the bond we had is no longer there. In other words, I am still a friend although I know they are not.
So, I must get to the point after drifting off the road here. My point in all of that back there is I recognized friendship as a rare, cherished, and at times fleeting event in my life. Because of this I wanted to take no friendship for granted. Add to that I wanted to find real, sincere friendships, that weren't based on superficiality and fake smiles or hellos.
Somewhere in there social media came to be for me. I guess I could be more specific and say Face Book. At first it was a novelty. A place to say something and disappear. Nothing of note. Then I started to reconnect with individuals I thought I would never interact with again. I say "interact" and I know it sounds impersonal but that is what face book affords us. Interaction. No shaking of hands. No hugs. No shared smiles. Just interaction. I say this, you say that. Maybe you don't say that. Maybe you just "like" it. Maybe you do nothing. Kinda detached. But it is something to a person who is looking for something.
But there are those moments when a conversation actually takes place. A sharing of like minds or a debate of differing perspectives. That is what I enjoy the most from it. Those times and the times when we step out to support a "friend" who is going through a rough patch. It is here I find it invaluable because outside of my family and my stack of journals I have no social life to speak of. I am a go to work, come home, get ready for tomorrow, and do it again kinda guy. I am not seeking empathy here but instead I am merely giving you some insight into where I currently am. That is not tosay I will remain this way but only to say it is where I am now and recently. My heart is on my sleeve so to speak. My life is mine yes but I share it as a means of helping myself understand me better. Understand? No? That's ok. I rarely do either.
When I observe the world around me and in particular those people who come from similar backgrounds and life experiences, I notice my reaction and perspective is a bit unusual relatively speaking. I do things others find odd or different from how they would have responded to a given situation. To me, that is just who I am. Right or wrong. Maybe right or wrong has nothing to do with it. I am me. That's it. I find forgiveness where another finds revenge. I find a chance to transcend when some may see a chance to give up. I see a time to rethink things when another would see a chance to move on. I have flaws too. I can say too much as I probably have here or say the wrong thing that gives others the wrong idea about what I'm trying to say. I can sometimes get caught up in what I am experiencing to the point I neglect others. I can be pushy in my opinion and needy in my actions. I am not ignorant to what my shortcomings are and I wish I were perfect but that is not going to happen. We are all works in progress. Are we not?
Here is the conclusion. I have grown to depend on this site (Facebook) to the detriment of those in my life. I use it for many reasons and among them is a means to get support from those I call friend. There are many things in my life that serve to bring me down and the connection I feel from friends on here lifts my spirits. Whether it is someone liking my picture or my post or my sharing an opinion or a perspective or a video, those let me know people out there took time to say "I notice and appreciate you." I feed off of that.
Today, I have to step back from all of that to focus on what is right in front of me. What is going on in my day to day. I am sure I am not saying something foreign to anyone on here. I'm sure we have all thought on this if not for ourselves then for another we know. Perhaps that one is ME. I know I have been on here like the welcome wagon. Always there to interject with a smart remark or a witty comment. Always fishing for compliments or a reply. Don't think I don't notice all of this in myself because I do. I know my frequency on here is near the extreme and me being idle from work makes it more so. But I like debate. I like expression. I like to write. I like to share. If there was a way to make money from doing just those things i would be rich. Instead I am suffering at home and needing to refocus.
I have no idea how long I will be away. It could be long, it could be short. A month. A week. Tomorrow. Who knows? I just know I have to show an effort on my part to slow it down a piece. I don't want to lose any friends. Especially those who I share with often. I value each and every one of you. This is when I need your support for real.
I'll be back. I want to be back. Even though many call this fake, I know each and every one of you is real and I think our friendship is too. I do this "hiatus" with a lot of reluctance and I feel as if I am cutting myself off from a big part of my support structure at a time I probably need it more than usual. But this was requested of me. Whether this is too little too late I have no clue but it is an effort I need to make. Remember, even though I may not have been that big of a deal to you, you are quite a big deal to me. If that sounds pathetic to you then so be it. I am who I am. Odd? Yes. Unusual? Sure. Shy? Not really. Real? I hope so. At least that is how I want to be seen.
Take care. I'll try to.
You see, to know me is to know I am a social creature. I like being liked. Some would say "You shouldn't care what people think a about you. Just be yourself and if that isn't good enough, then they aren't good enough.". Well, there is a lot of truth to that. Perhaps that is really what friends are. People who like you for you. Not for the witty things you say or for your thoughts on politics, history, or sports. But that is exactly where I am today, expressing myself and hoping others like what I say. What else can yo do on a site like Facebook?
About 15 years ago (give or take) I had a large group of friends. Friends I could reference back to my childhood. I'm talking 6, 7, 8 years old was when I met them, and at 35 I still had them. I bragged about it like I had something rare and valuable. I took it for granted they would be there forever or at least till my life was done here on earth. Then I lost a real close friend to an early death. His name was Francis (Fran) Orner and he was one of if not the closest friends I had. He had a heart attack walking home from the store while living in Maryland and to this day I haven't gotten over him being gone.
To exacerbate my perspective I began to lose other friends for various reasons as time went on. Just drifting apart. Moving. Differences in lifestyles. Time. Etcetera etcetera.
No matter the specific reason, I began to think on the true fragility of friendship and on how we take such ordinary and day to day relationships for granted. I mean I had friendships I thought would never die and perhaps they haven't but the ability to interact is gone. What I' saying is even though I would be there on the rare chance they should call, the bond we had is no longer there. In other words, I am still a friend although I know they are not.
So, I must get to the point after drifting off the road here. My point in all of that back there is I recognized friendship as a rare, cherished, and at times fleeting event in my life. Because of this I wanted to take no friendship for granted. Add to that I wanted to find real, sincere friendships, that weren't based on superficiality and fake smiles or hellos.
Somewhere in there social media came to be for me. I guess I could be more specific and say Face Book. At first it was a novelty. A place to say something and disappear. Nothing of note. Then I started to reconnect with individuals I thought I would never interact with again. I say "interact" and I know it sounds impersonal but that is what face book affords us. Interaction. No shaking of hands. No hugs. No shared smiles. Just interaction. I say this, you say that. Maybe you don't say that. Maybe you just "like" it. Maybe you do nothing. Kinda detached. But it is something to a person who is looking for something.
But there are those moments when a conversation actually takes place. A sharing of like minds or a debate of differing perspectives. That is what I enjoy the most from it. Those times and the times when we step out to support a "friend" who is going through a rough patch. It is here I find it invaluable because outside of my family and my stack of journals I have no social life to speak of. I am a go to work, come home, get ready for tomorrow, and do it again kinda guy. I am not seeking empathy here but instead I am merely giving you some insight into where I currently am. That is not tosay I will remain this way but only to say it is where I am now and recently. My heart is on my sleeve so to speak. My life is mine yes but I share it as a means of helping myself understand me better. Understand? No? That's ok. I rarely do either.
When I observe the world around me and in particular those people who come from similar backgrounds and life experiences, I notice my reaction and perspective is a bit unusual relatively speaking. I do things others find odd or different from how they would have responded to a given situation. To me, that is just who I am. Right or wrong. Maybe right or wrong has nothing to do with it. I am me. That's it. I find forgiveness where another finds revenge. I find a chance to transcend when some may see a chance to give up. I see a time to rethink things when another would see a chance to move on. I have flaws too. I can say too much as I probably have here or say the wrong thing that gives others the wrong idea about what I'm trying to say. I can sometimes get caught up in what I am experiencing to the point I neglect others. I can be pushy in my opinion and needy in my actions. I am not ignorant to what my shortcomings are and I wish I were perfect but that is not going to happen. We are all works in progress. Are we not?
Here is the conclusion. I have grown to depend on this site (Facebook) to the detriment of those in my life. I use it for many reasons and among them is a means to get support from those I call friend. There are many things in my life that serve to bring me down and the connection I feel from friends on here lifts my spirits. Whether it is someone liking my picture or my post or my sharing an opinion or a perspective or a video, those let me know people out there took time to say "I notice and appreciate you." I feed off of that.
Today, I have to step back from all of that to focus on what is right in front of me. What is going on in my day to day. I am sure I am not saying something foreign to anyone on here. I'm sure we have all thought on this if not for ourselves then for another we know. Perhaps that one is ME. I know I have been on here like the welcome wagon. Always there to interject with a smart remark or a witty comment. Always fishing for compliments or a reply. Don't think I don't notice all of this in myself because I do. I know my frequency on here is near the extreme and me being idle from work makes it more so. But I like debate. I like expression. I like to write. I like to share. If there was a way to make money from doing just those things i would be rich. Instead I am suffering at home and needing to refocus. I have no idea how long I will be away. It could be long, it could be short. A month. A week. Tomorrow. Who knows? I just know I have to show an effort on my part to slow it down a piece. I don't want to lose any friends. Especially those who I share with often. I value each and every one of you. This is when I need your support for real.
I'll be back. I want to be back. Even though many call this fake, I know each and every one of you is real and I think our friendship is too. I do this "hiatus" with a lot of reluctance and I feel as if I am cutting myself off from a big part of my support structure at a time I probably need it more than usual. But this was requested of me. Whether this is too little too late I have no clue but it is an effort I need to make. Remember, even though I may not have been that big of a deal to you, you are quite a big deal to me. If that sounds pathetic to you then so be it. I am who I am. Odd? Yes. Unusual? Sure. Shy? Not really. Real? I hope so. At least that is how I want to be seen.
Take care. I'll try to.







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