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... have all of 943 friends) I started disliking their views and vice versa I started reading too much into what they were posting I made foes out of friends more because I suspected that they knew me more than they should about me I started getting confused with my innate introversion and supposed exuberant extroversion There were conflicts with ‘me’ and me ... 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 I was getting distant with myself, unable to accept that reality Many a time, I saw them as intruding into my private life At other times, . 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. 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. 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