"Hello, my name is Lynda and I'm addicted to Facebook. My addiction to Facebook has affected my life negatively in the following ways..."
Ok, maybe it's not THAT bad, but if there was a 12-step program for addictions to social networking sites, there would have been an intervention arranged for me by now. I'm sure of it. This addiction has definitely made me ponder why I'm so interested in reading what other people are doing at this very moment. "Kim is heading out to get a pedicure." Or how about "Kristen can't wait to go to dinner with her BFF's!" Why the hell do I care?
First, let me say that I have truly loved getting in touch with old friends. It has brought a new level of joy to my life. All of the "remember whens" have been a blast. It used to be that long-lost friends and lovers STAYED lost. Now, with just a few clicks, we're in the virtual high school cafeteria again. That can be good and bad. Sometimes old feelings that were long ago dead and buried come to the surface and that can be weird. On the other hand, it has been comforting to find that even after a couple of decades, we can pick up where we left off as friends.
My addiction is more about me. Even though I have always been shy, as the years have passed, my shyness has become debilitating. I was slowly becoming a hermit, content to stay out of the spotlight and away from the crowds. I would dread meeting new teachers or being the "Room Mom" at school because that meant I actually had to speak to people I didn't know - in person - face to face. Even though I always knew there was a diva inside me waiting to break free, I just settled into my safe life, letting my very outgoing husband do all the talking.
Then along came Facebook...
I reluctantly joined at the urging of my neighbor. I figured I would join, look at her pictures, and then forget about it. What I discovered is that I had a forum to speak my mind, comment about whatever I wanted and force you to see what kind of music I love. I can finally let the Freaky Diva in me shout out to the virtual world! I can do all of this and never have to look you in the face. It couldn't be more more perfect.
I don't plan on getting help for my addiction just yet. I still enjoy the challenge of creating a status that will confuse you or finding a completely obscure music video and daring you to watch. I realize that there are only a select few people in this world who "get me". And that, my friends, only adds to the fun...