Love, loathe and learn

Love, Loathe And Learn
Why I Loved, Then Loathed And Finally Learned From Facebook
a real story
First I loved
Facebook
I reveled in the attention,
and was engrossed in the
gossips.
I used to enjoy seeing what
others did or posting what I did,
You may call it stalking
or may be the love of self.
Yes, I loved my BIG ego.
I could say many things that I
couldn’t say on their face and
yet go scot free…
I was ‘connected’ without really
needing to meet or waste time.
I loved those surreal
experiences and
was thrilled with my second
world
I admired my own posts to no
end,
and cherished the persona that
I created for myself
Subtly but surely, Facebook
became THE only reality.
I was addicted, and I would not
admit.
My Facebook image larger than

the real me and those shoes
hard to fill
In real world and when I met
real people, a false sense of
familiarity overpowered the
distance
Now, I started
loathing myself
I saw that people’s opinions
about ‘me’ was not about me
I imagined that they saw ‘me’
as a time waster
Even though I compromised 4+
hours of sleep each day
They saw ‘me’ as jobless jack,
or so I assumed.
They were probably calling me
an egotist,
And I was getting increasingly
uncomfortable with such
notions