Facebook. Depresses. Me.
Its got news of everybody's almost prefect lives on it, swimming right in front of my eyes. Everytime I feel like I am getting back on track of being grateful for that little bit of happiness I have - it just blows in my face.
I don't want to see things I can't have. I don't want to see it being rubbed in my face, the happiness just oozing from posts about life, about being engaged, getting married...I am happy for them, but I'm also at this spot where I just don't give a shit, and I hate the fact that I can't have it.
I'm not logging into Facebook for a while. I'm going to ignore Facebook and all other social media apart from this blog.
Its got news of everybody's almost prefect lives on it, swimming right in front of my eyes. Everytime I feel like I am getting back on track of being grateful for that little bit of happiness I have - it just blows in my face.
I don't want to see things I can't have. I don't want to see it being rubbed in my face, the happiness just oozing from posts about life, about being engaged, getting married...I am happy for them, but I'm also at this spot where I just don't give a shit, and I hate the fact that I can't have it.
I'm not logging into Facebook for a while. I'm going to ignore Facebook and all other social media apart from this blog.
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