Facebook Shows You the Good, the Bad, and the Ugly of Your Life

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I sat down on the sofa that other day and scrolled through Facebook. I don’t know what possessed me to do it, but while I was scrolling, I decided to click on the link for my own profile and scroll through. And I mean really scroll through. I wanted to see all the things I’d posted in the past. So, I scrolled, and scrolled, and scrolled.

And I kept scrolling.

I’ve been on Facebook since my sophomore year of high school. That’s right around 9 years of posts to scroll through. I learned a lot walking down the memory lane that is a Facebook profile.

The first thing I noticed was how my posts had matured. I never was one to really put all my drama out there on Facebook, but when I was in high school, my posts were wild, sporadic, and just way out of left field. As I grew older, my posts began having purpose. I grew up.

Then, I noticed comments on my profile that went unanswered. Comments from family and friends. Some wishing me “happy birthday.” Others telling me how I awesome I am. And a few telling me they loved me. And loads of others sprinkled in between. And among those comments were next to no new posts on my end. I saw a huge Facebook gap in my life. And I know it was caused by a need to stay away from people. I wanted some alone time and it grew into much more. It grew into a big gaping hole in me — a depression. I blocked out everyone. Messages and comments went unanswered with little word at all from me.

To those of you who sent all the words of encouragement during that time, thank you. I’ve seen them all and you all are amazing. I love you too. This small line of text isn’t enough to express how wonderful you all are in standing by me no matter what happened.

Then I saw a resurgence in my Facebook life after several years of nothing. I saw a relationship form and blossom. I saw love quotes. I saw pictures of love at its finest. I saw happiness.

But what followed it was bleak. The time of endings. The time of breakups. Sad quotes, longing quotes, photo changes — things disappeared. And then emptiness.

There was yet another gap. And avoidance. But it did not last long.

Because the final phase I saw in my Facebook profile was a newness. A new career, new goals, new photos, new smiles, new exciting things. A new diversity. Recipes, crafts, quotes, photography, status updates. There’s a real activeness on Facebook for me now.

There’s a new, different happiness.

There’s an entire life on my Facebook profile. And I was shocked to see it. I was sad to see it. I was angry to see it. I was happy to see it.

What would you see if you took the same walk I did on your own profile?

I’m betting you’d see the good, the bad, and the ugly.

And I bet you’d see a roller coaster. And emotional one. A physical one.

You’d see change.

Until next time,

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