Saturday, September 3, 2011

My Love-Hate Relationship with Facebook.

I love Facebook.  I am a people person.  I am the kind of gal that wonders what such-and-such person that I used to work/go to school with, etc. is doing.  It's connected me to old friends. (Happyfull :) ) It's connected me to people I have never met that are struggling with infertility.  At dark times when I had a hard time being social because of grief and loss, I could be social through Facebook. 

I also hate Facebook.  I hate that it starts gossip.  I hate it when people are trying to one up another.  I hate it when people are all about themselves.  I hate breast cancer awareness games when I feel like if you want to raise breast cancer awareness, you should post that you recommend getting a mammogram in your post, not that you are 6 weeks and are craving a Twix!  And, this is why:
I can handle it.  Over the years that we have battled with infertility, I've embraced and celebrated my friends having babies.  With true happiness.  But, I have also felt the pain.  The pain of empty arms when I want nothing more than to care for more children.  Our children.  So, to have a game made out of what appears to be pregnancy and pregnancy cravings is not funny to me.  Not one bit.  It gives me a twinge of pain, but I know for others it's much more painful.  Call me sensitive.  Call me whatever you want.  But, walk a year in my shoes and I guarantee you'll be sensitive about it, too.

Going through this has made me sensitive to other issues, too.  And, although I'm not going to pretend to understand others feelings all the time, I try.  I really, truly try. 


  1. Oh my gosh, there is so much dumbness out there.

    Thank you so much for sharing that link, I'm not on Facebook anymore so I was "out of the loop"...I really like what that blogger had to say.

    Aren't you just amazed by people's lack of peripheral vision?!?

  2. I haven't received the email....maybe people knew I wouldn't know what to post! haha...I have never participated in stuff like I didn't even know what it was until I asked a friend if she was pregnant again...duh.

  3. Ruth--your first line pretty much sums it up!