For the love of Facebook…

People have really gotten comfortable not only sharing more information and different kinds, but more openly and with more people – and that social norm is just something that has evolved over time. –Mark Zuckerberg

Yes I am a Facebook addict, whore, trollop, troll, slut, etc. Whatever you want to call it I am. I wear the label proudly. I’m a social person. Always have been. I do not apologize for this behavior. Even when I was disrupting the other students in the classroom and was sent out in the hall in elementary school. It mortified my mother that I was always “too social”. My therapist tells me I have a magnetic personality. That people are drawn to me like a moth to a flame. I don’t know about that, but I do know I LOVE to talk and people usually  listen. I think they listen mostly because I don’t use my inside voice too often. I do tend to be a bit brazen and loud. I love to say what’s on my mind. Even if what I have to say is deemed inappropriate by other people. What I say is usually what’s on the minds of others anyway, they’re just afraid to say it out loud.

I just checked my timeline and it appears that I started using FB back in 2008. It doesn’t seem that long ago…. I like timeline by the way. All you haters in FB land need to get with the program. The only constant in this life is change. Change is good. And it makes a jingling noise in your pocket (Harry, it’s a pun, I thought you’d like it). :-) No really, change is good. If we become stagnant, we die…..

I post and share a lot. I try to limit myself throughout the day though because I was getting really annoying about it. I was doing it WAY too much! I’m much more selective in what I post now. If I find an inspiring quote or passage I save it and then post it to my Need Inspiration photo album. I’ve recently created an author page called Renee Homan Heath Blog Goddess on FB. I’m getting a few likes here and there but I’m still not really sure what I’m supposed to be doing with it. Oh well, I’m learning as I go…. I’m a bit of a music whore too so I post a lot of videos. My musical taste is eclectic. I could post videos on dubstep, rock, punk, reggae, dance. Hell who knows. I’ll listen to anything….

FB taught me how to write. It brought Lisa to me one day and she told me that I had a talent. That I should blog so I can share it with others. That’s why I do this now. It brought me the Tracys. Two girls I so wanted to be friends with in high school, but was absolutely scared to death of. I love them both so much! I’ve told Roger Darling that if I ever go on life support he has to wait to pull the plug until Tracy from West Virginia gets to the hospital to say goodbye. She’s my sister from another mister and my split apart. I love her. I love the other Tracy too but she’s in Saline. She’d get to my bedside faster that WV Tracy would…. It brought me Sher, my biggest cheerleader when it comes to writing. She’s such a farm girl. I love her filthy mouth. Some of the things she says just floor me and make me laugh hysterically. And there’s Annie, one of my oldest and dearest friends. Our relationship fell by the way for many, many years. But because of FB we reconnected. We learned to love one another again. I can’t imagine not having her in my life. There’s Lo Lo, my nearest and dearest. The one who’s been with me for 30 years. She’s never judged and has always loved me. Through everything. There’s Harry, the best guy in my life besides Roger Darling and Adam. And Tina Lynn, and Janie and Rae Rae, and Ronnie, and Franky. And so on, and so on, and so on.  I love them all. They love me. They love my posts. They love what I write. They complete me.

So don’t judge me because I’m a FB whore, trollop, addict, troll, slut, etc. If it hadn’t been for FB I wouldn’t have found my calling. I wouldn’t have found my way. And I wouldn’t have found all of you, dear readers. If you want to friend me, please do. Either my personal page or my author page. I may just post something that you can relate to, that will make you laugh, or make you cry. You just never, ever know…..

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18 thoughts on “For the love of Facebook…

    • I completely agree. I am vry zocial in real life too. I’ve taught my children to be good conversationalists too. It is so important to have human contact. We need it.

    • I’ll be happy to add you Terry. I love to read your blog too honey. You’re quite the caregiver and positive person. I commend you for all the work you do. Your writing is splendid!

    • Thanks so much Stu. I try to find the positive in every aspect of life. I’m no Pollyanna. I know there’s bad shit out there, but if we don’t turn it around and make it better, where would we be? My son told me that he hates that he’s become so cynical at such a young age. I told him he wasn’t cynical, he’s just becoming a realist. I told him not to give up. If he can change the heart and mind of just ONE person, then he’s changed the world for the better!

  1. I must admit, I do ponder what Facebook has done….I am communicating with people I have not spoke to in YEARS….and without FB, I probably wouldnt of spoke to again….it’s absolutly mind blowing ….it’s a small world….
    and Renee…I love you girl…you trollop…..

  2. One must show herself friendly, to have many friends…. paraphrased from Proverbs. :) Rock on, I mean, Write on!

  3. Love this blog!!! And couldn’t agree with you more about being a trollop!! LOL Oh I crack myself up! Seriously though…..I’m so thankfull for FB and bringing you and I back together again. I still think of us meeting for lunch and how it felt like old times…you and I talking about anything and everthing…like we never skipped a beat. I love you Nee with all my heart and certainly wish we hadn’t missed so much time…but that is water under the bridge and we have built a new friendship! I’m so incredibly proud of you!! muah xoxoxox

    Love,
    Annie

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