A young woman nervously pauses over her Facebook relationship status.* Is her fledgling relationship a relationship? She feels it is. She wants it to be. She wants the world to know. Look at me! I'm in a relationship! She resolves that she shall share her relationship with the world wide web. Yes, Facebook, please ask him to confirm this relationship. A week later she's seen him on Facebook several times, yet he has still not verified their relationship. Does he not like me? Was I too forward? Is he seeing another girl? Doubts plague her mind.
Facebook is murder on the psyche of a woman.
* No, Mom, this is not autobiographical.
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And to make matters absolutely WORSE in the grand scheme of today's barely disguised "menu style" format of internet dating sites, the girl who has already changed her status is technically "off the menu" to all online pursuers/perusers, while the guy gets to go on receiving such tantalizing pings as "Hey, you're hot. Add me!" or "Hey cutie, want to be my friend?" from apparent cute girls (?).
SO shameful, coming from the not so-optomistic perspective of someone who is currently pretending (for the sake of discussion) that I happen to give a flying...facebook about whether or not people on the internet know I'm dating someone.
I know. My closest friends and people I actually associate with know. And hopefully, the guy knows too. And that's great enough for me, thanks.
PS- I use the term "apparent cute girls" not because they appear to be cute, but because of the documented fact that they may or may not actually be girls.
It may not be auto-biographical but it definitely is a biography of someone!!
Yeah, and that someone might have been sitting next to me on the couch when I wrote the post ;)
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