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It's just showing me what an outsider I really am. All the people who pretended to be friends but never really were. All the parties and weddings I never attended and parents I never met. My own family pushes me away. I'm just not a person anyone really wants to be around. People hate me and don't know why, I've been told. Really my life is just sad. I so wish I could stop being me.
I don't even get invited to class reunions. My parents, Mom now still lives at the house they built. Was once told they didn't know how to reach me.
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Son: 14, 12/15/2009 R.I.P. ![]() Daughter: 20 ![]() Diagnosis: Bipolar with Psychosis. Latuda 100 mgs. Last edited by Aviza; Sep 23, 2015 at 05:39 PM. |
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Sorry you feel so down about facebook. For me it is a way to see what my faraway daughter is doing. It is not something I depend on for making contact.
Hard to know what people really think about us, don't you think. I try to keep my personal life confidential. Other people generally don't want to know.
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Facebook can be a rough go, especially for someone with mental health challenges. To me it looks like all of my Fb friends are successful, outgoing, have perfect marriages, perfect children, adorable grandchildren, tons of money, new cars, and go out and have great fun every single night of the week.
Somehow, though, I have a strong feeling that the stuff people post on Fb is not the whole story.... Sometimes I look for the things people don't post and wonder about those things. |
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FB when used to contact "anyone" is just highschool all over again.
The solution, only use it for people you actually care about, and if you contact them without FB, just inactivate. It's not YOU, its FB, it's a tool of narcissism. |
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Facebook is stupid to me. I came back to Facebook just to post a message about my missing dog. My dog is back with Facebook's help so now I forward missing pets postings to pay back. That is the only thing I do in Facebook, otherwise it is not helpful to me, on the contrary, it can be harmful
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I like fb. I have many overseas friends. I love seeing their lives. I love seeing my highschool friends and workmates enjoying life. Thats not to say it doesnt make me sad time to time.
But on the other hand I can make my life look wonderful and no one will worry. |
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There are many articles and news about how facebook is doing negative affect on people's mood, anyone, not just those who suffer from depression.
And these people feel exactly how you explain, all the wedding, parties, fun and happy things. But no one post their unhappy things online, so you and others don't see it, but that doesn't mean those not so happy things don't exist.*** Facebook is such love and hate, it becomes part of our lives. Few people don't use it, (or they move on the twitter, instagram, that I don't know). For some people, they have to, may be they have a business, or may be they are a free lace wedding make up and hair stylist, then he /she is greatly depend on facebook for networking and spreading the news. Just remember the *** when you use it. You can't expect everyone in the world to like you. And for the people who said they hate you (doesn't matter why), well, it's more of their problem than yours, there's something in their life that they are not happy about or they are not happy with themselves. (that's what I've been told too, by a counsellor) |
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hi Aviza
I'm sorry you are not feeling so good. But having good medication and therapy would help. As we cannot read other people's minds, we don't really know what they think about us, and they might not have bad feelings about you at all. Other people do seem to be very successful, but as has been said that might not be the whole story. In any case, if they had had depression and problems to cope with would they be able to manage even half as well. as we do? And you are doing very well. Keeping going. Despite all of the problems. There is Nami the organization for the mentally ill that you can Google, and contact. They run peer to peer support groups which would give you the opportunity to make new friends and fellow sufferers make the best ones. I hope and pray everything does get better for you in the future. Take care. God bless and best wishes from your friend Francis |
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I lost friends over Facebook
I could not take their ridiculous, political diatribe nonsense filled crap and eventually, tired of it, I left This angered the person. How dare I leave without letting people know Next one, much, much worse. I used to hang with 3 people, LDK, Habib and Bob Bob developed cancer. Bob was in the hospital and he had been moved to palliative care (this means they are no longer going to even try to save you, just keep you comfortable while you run out the clock) Bob was the owner of a local comic store. It was the centre of my world, I helped out, made connections, it gave me somewhere to go As Bob was dying, his store staff (who were never fond of me) kept it secret from other customers what had happened to Bob. His brother wanted to keep the value of the store and, since so much of its value was based on Bob's customer service, the prospect of him never returning was a major problem Bob wanted to post something to the store's website. His brother didn't want this to happen (I found out later) because, well, as above I felt a dying man should be allowed to speak his peace and brought him his laptop. His brother was fine with this and said he would 'set up so Bob could use wi-fi' Which, of course, he did not. Something was always wrong or the signal, blah, blah, blah I hooked up my cellphone and got him on line. Bob was having trouble seeing, so I typed it for him. Word for word verbatim, no changes And he posted. And everyone knew The others were angry with me. This could hurt the value of the store, didn't I realize that? Then Bob died. I was told at 815 am I waited to the end of the day (630 pm) and posted a eulogy for him on Facebook. I knew a number of people there had asked me to keep them apprised on what was happening. The fact that they used about 2/3 of my eulogy in his memorial shows the quality of my post They were furious again. They were trying to keep this quiet, for the business. And one other person, who had not been notified because he forgot his phone at camp, found out about his death this way. I said I was sorry he had to find out that way but, you know what, he damn well knew Bob had days at most to live As I said, the comic store was the centre stable of my world. But, more importantly, his store be damned, he was my friend I no longer have any contact with any of them |
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I deleted Facebook. I'd go through cycles where I'd unfriend everybody. This last time a drunk other wrote something outing us that the next morning I just completely shut it down hoping to kill it.
It's just stressful...my condition just makes it so hard to watch others who have done well not get me. Too much bragging happening. |
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I'm just glad Facebook wasn't around when I was in high school. It would have messed me up even more. I like it NOW of course. I'm over all that "belonging" stuff.
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