Here we go! The year was 2011 and I was visiting my cousins that I never knew about. But for some odd reason, they knew me. So I found my Uncle Billy and talked to him abit. Talking to my family at the time was always strange. I always felt like I had to teach them something. Why though?
Well, Uncle Billy asked me about Facebook. I had no idea what it was. My Mother interjected and said "My son has no social media accounts." Her brother was shocked and convinced her to have one. I was very scared at the mere idea of social media. Especially after all that I learned about cyber bullies, trolls and the police/government monitoring our every move. But then again, I love me some knowledge and I love meeting new people.
Once I finally set up my Facebook account, I ABSOLUTELY HATED IT! If you want to know what I loved about it, just email me. Why? I was constantly told by my family members of what I can and can't do online. This caused me to do extra research on how social media works and how it can affect you getting a job/career. Not only that, people blocked me because I was "too friendly or acted too weird for them." Ranting on Facebook or talking about certain subjects was a waste of time, and it caused me to deal with tons of people leaving stupid/ignorant comments on my page. Lastly, trying to date on there was an absolute FAILURE!
I'm not done! There's more! I remember dealing with people at school asking me "Why I talked to them and to delete their friend request." And how could I forget the many times that I had to deal with deleting pictures, posts and etc. about my life off Facebook. I was getting so annoyed. My urge to scream and rage was overtaking me. I couldn't even befriend my teachers that I loved so much. That was depressing.
The more I got on Facebook, the less I cared for it. Every time I had a bad experience on there or dealt with people just ignoring me, I felt alone, betrayed and agitated. I literally had thoughts of just deleting my Facebook. When I told my friends this, they told me "not to do it" but every time I message them, It was always a bad time to talk to them. And don't get me started on if you want to give them advice or help people? Never again.
As time went by, I saw news stories about how people lost their jobs, pedophiles tracking kids on there and how people posted suicide videos on that site. I was scared and got my knees/prayed many nights. In conclusion, I hated Facebook. I hate social media in general. Stay tune for Year 3 and I will dive into more about my terrible experience with social media. Please email me with any questions.
To be continued...
Up next: Year 3- Instagram and what not
Well, Uncle Billy asked me about Facebook. I had no idea what it was. My Mother interjected and said "My son has no social media accounts." Her brother was shocked and convinced her to have one. I was very scared at the mere idea of social media. Especially after all that I learned about cyber bullies, trolls and the police/government monitoring our every move. But then again, I love me some knowledge and I love meeting new people.
Once I finally set up my Facebook account, I ABSOLUTELY HATED IT! If you want to know what I loved about it, just email me. Why? I was constantly told by my family members of what I can and can't do online. This caused me to do extra research on how social media works and how it can affect you getting a job/career. Not only that, people blocked me because I was "too friendly or acted too weird for them." Ranting on Facebook or talking about certain subjects was a waste of time, and it caused me to deal with tons of people leaving stupid/ignorant comments on my page. Lastly, trying to date on there was an absolute FAILURE!
I'm not done! There's more! I remember dealing with people at school asking me "Why I talked to them and to delete their friend request." And how could I forget the many times that I had to deal with deleting pictures, posts and etc. about my life off Facebook. I was getting so annoyed. My urge to scream and rage was overtaking me. I couldn't even befriend my teachers that I loved so much. That was depressing.
The more I got on Facebook, the less I cared for it. Every time I had a bad experience on there or dealt with people just ignoring me, I felt alone, betrayed and agitated. I literally had thoughts of just deleting my Facebook. When I told my friends this, they told me "not to do it" but every time I message them, It was always a bad time to talk to them. And don't get me started on if you want to give them advice or help people? Never again.
As time went by, I saw news stories about how people lost their jobs, pedophiles tracking kids on there and how people posted suicide videos on that site. I was scared and got my knees/prayed many nights. In conclusion, I hated Facebook. I hate social media in general. Stay tune for Year 3 and I will dive into more about my terrible experience with social media. Please email me with any questions.
To be continued...
Up next: Year 3- Instagram and what not
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