If someone were to ask me what my pet-hate is, I would say that aside from people that walk really slowly, it's people that 'air their dirty laundry' on social media. Don't get me wrong, I understand that it's there for people to share certain parts of their lives, I'm talking about the people who literally put the ins and outs of their lives for all to see when certain things, in my opinion, should remain private.
It's not so much the 'if your relationship is shit' part that bothers me. I understand and sympathise with people that are going through a hard time. There are those that do not have people they can turn to so they use social media to vent their sadness/frustrations. There are people that I really like and respect that have fallen prey to over-sharing their business on the likes of Facebook because they want people telling them that they hope they're okay and that everything will be fine. It offers some sort of solace. When the emotional-hangover wears off I'm sure alot of them who have shared a very personal issue on Facebook regret doing so but in the heat of the moment you can lose that sense of reality. I can't say I've ever done this myself. When I was 18 and I discovered my boyfriend at the time was actually engaged to somebody else, I straightened my hat, put my bitch face on and never let anyone know how heartbroken I was (not on Facebook anyway. My Mum and my friends were the ones getting the tearful phonecalls and drunken heart-to-hearts about how much of a wanker he is and I can't believe this has happened blah blah blah.) That was years ago now, and I am still very much the same. Not everyone can 'shut down' like I can, it certainly doesn't make me a better person than those who over-express themselves. I just think that sometimes, just sometimes, you have to get your bitch-face out, put your strait-jacket on (not actually physically possible but you catch my drift) and refrain from typing.
I do however, get really pissed off by people who portray their lives as something it's not. Let me get this straight, I love seeing people happy. Social media should be used in a positive way. Achievements, announcements, your child hitting milestones, people getting married, people passing their driving tests, I love seeing stuff like that. It's when Kelly writes 'Love you' on Bartholomew's Facebook wall and about 10 people 'like' it and Bartholomew writes back something like 'love you too babes' and about 4 more people like it. Call me old-fashioned but I'm thinking Kelly and Bartholomew could have just said it to each other you know, in person. Or when Sharon writes a long-ass status about how lucky she is to have Jerry and you know full well that Sharon and Jerry fucking hate each others guts most of the time because Sharon gets royally pissed off when Jerry comes back from work and goes straight to the pub. OR when Shabooboo and Brody post that their going on a 'date night' and subsequently post 50 selfies of said date night when in actual fact if Shabooboo and Brody were enjoying each other's company, they wouldn't feel the need to take photos and post them on social media for some sort of 'relationship validation.' Life is a battle enough without people using social media as a platform to pretend that they're leading fucking fantastic lives that everybody should envy. People who feel the need to constantly post how fucking fantastic their lives are, probably aren't leading very fucking fantastic lives.
I may seem like I'm contradicting myself because in one breath I'm saying that you shouldn't post how crap things are but then in another I'm also saying you shouldn't post how bloody brilliant things are. What I'm saying is, stop with the bullshit. Plain and simple. If your life is genuinely, at that moment in time, brilliant and you are experiencing wonderful things and your child just rolled over for the first time or you've just been proposed to on the Eiffel Tower then by all means share it with the world. If things currently aren't too peachy, don't pretend it is to everybody on Facebook. You're not achieving anything.
On reading what I've just written back, I've realised I sound like a right moaning minge! I'm not really that much of a judgemental cow, I just detest those who impose their artificial bull-crap on others but I also live by the saying "each to their own" so I'll shut up now.
*Note: Characters and events in this blog post are entirely fictional and only loosely based on bullshit I have witnessed with my own eyes on social media. I do not currently have a Facebook friend called Bartholomew. Or Shabooboo.
The Kitschy Mumma