I can see why some people develop agoraphobia. There are times I just want to curl up in a ball and avoid the world. Never go out of my house again. Don't go online, don't turn on the TV. THIS IS THE PART THAT MAY TRIGGER Even if I am not actively suicidal, sometimes I wish I were dead simply because if I were, "they" couldn't get me any more. No, I don't plan to do anything to make it happen. I merely think sometimes it would be nice if it *did* happen.

OK, the rest of the post should be pretty safe.

I'm active on Facebook, but there are some pages I don't feel safe looking at anymore. It's not so much the pages, it's the members. I belong to one page that even has a rule against posting profanity, clearly stated right there in the "About Me," but it doesn't stop people from saying f-- this and g-- d-- that in their comments, and I just *hate* it. Unfortunately, I think the owner of the page misses a lot of that. I'm all for free speech, but the other person's right to say it conflicts with my right not to be confronted with it. Say it all you want to, as long as I don't have to hear/read it.

In another part of this site, someone said they hate the smell of alcohol on someone's breath, because in the past it always meant Daddy was in a drunken rage again, and abuse was about to happen. For me it's the same way with profanity. People dismiss it and say "oh, they're just words, it's no big deal," but I don't see it that way. Words can be tools, toys, or weapons. I fear them when they are weapons. And too many times, when people think they're using the words as toys, to me they look like weapons.

I do want it known, it's not that any and all use of profanity upsets me. I do it myself. But too much is too much. It's when people toss six or seven f-bombs plus the sh- word and a couple of g-d-grenades in a single sentence, and they're not even angry, it's just the way they talk, I start getting disgusted. And then I worry too, what does this make me? Some kind of fuddy-duddy, like my mother always told me I was? Or at least very uncool, like my siblings and classmates always told me I was?

I want to enjoy the humorous pages without being subjected to the excessive profanity in the comments. What I've taken to doing, is going to that person's profile and blocking them. After that, I can't see their comments, and they can curse all they want to. It doesn't affect me. The trouble with that is, you have to go to the profile page in order to block them, and often when I'm there, I end up bombarded with more profanity. And that's just Facebook. YouTube is a whole other story....

So I feel like *I'm* the one being hemmed in. The answer seems to be, if I can't deal with it or don't like it, don't go here, there, or the next place. But then, that makes it *my* freedom of movement that gets restricted. Whatever happened to decent public behavior, and keeping the indecent stuff behind closed doors where it belongs?

Am I the last person on earth who feels this way?