Facebook is so crappy and pointless!

I'm sure we've all been stung by somebody at some point in our lives, who we assumed cared about us as a person, but were really only out to hurt us.

I had this gold digger for a girlfriend (or just a female friend) years ago, who was truly deceptive. She only pretended to be my girlfriend very briefly while seeing this other guy. Only a week after I found her following over 6 years of her being out of my life completely, and I went through hell to be reunited with her, I had her pressuring me to buy her some stupid media player after she threw a wobbly. She intimidated me, but being lovesick, I was foolish enough to get her it on credit the next day. Not long thereafter, she presented it to me severely damaged, because she (not anyone else like she claims) had forcefully jammed a USB charger into its dock the incorrect way around. Then I was stupid enough to pay extra cash elsewhere to get it repaired as it was totally screwed, and I gifted it back to the cow, so she had sex with me briefly, before saying she was tired and had to stop. It took me a while to pay off the iPod from Argos, because some of my benefits stopped unexpectedly. Not only did I buy her an iPod, I bought her food and other presents back in 2012 for her birthday, yet she wanted them handed to her before her birthday.

She went and saw this Matt guy a lot, claiming I was just a mate. He or some other man left me nasty voicemail once. Her family were rude to me as well. Her stepfather made fun of me for having myopia which I've never forgotten.

Other times, I got buses out to where she resided, just to get told by a family member she had gone out. The biggest insult arguably was when we went for a walk along the Union Canal on a hot March day. She told me to wait at this shopping precinct near a job center, and she never returned. All I got was the job to stand there like a moron and eventually get a bus home. She made a dubious excuse about falling asleep.

One time, she raged at me severely on the phone, but invited me up to hers after I told her in the same conversation, that my benefits were reinstated. Her okay attitude was relatively short-lived, as she again raged at me. When I went to see her, she threw a DVD onto the pavement outside her window, and claimed it wasn't broken. The following year, she scammed me with a PS3...from the same Argos shop!

Well, I bumped into her way back in 2015 in the middle of the night, when I was avoiding the police over that matter to do with me emailing my former support workers, or the boyfriend of one of them. I'd missed our "10 year anniversary" from being in jail too, as I was in jail on 6 July that year, sharing a cell in HM Prison Barlinnie of all places, with some guy I discovered after I got out, was a beast. Since I didn't have any money for her, she basically gave me the cold shoulder, and I left her that night feeling like I'd been kicked in the nuts. I've posted on her Facebook over the past whenever too trying to get her attention, only to be blocked. She never cared about me as a person, it seems. If she told anyone she did like me before, then she's a liar.

I appreciate you trying to offer a different angle, but I'm having difficulty believing that's what her intention was because I know her. If she didn't want me to call her, she wouldn't have given me her cellphone number to stay in touch. Why would I pretend? I'm sorry, that scenario just doesn't make any sense at all.

I'm sure she is a cow. I'd just forget about her. Some people are just snappy by nature, so you're not going to improve your knowledge having her on your followers.

Like I said, being an extra is a toe in the door. Some people can work as an extra in many films though, and never get bigger parts. Anybody who thinks otherwise are deluded, but it's a good rite of passage. There's quite a bit of waiting around between takes and the working conditions aren't always the greatest, so it's not for everyone.

She was a major cow during undergrad, when we had theatre classes together, and were cast in the same plays. Always very self important. Fast forward 20 years later when we ran into each other in a coffee shop, next door to the tutoring center, where her daughter was being tutored, and that's where we met a few times to catch up and chat about theater here. So, when she offered me her cellphone number, to call her if I wanted to get together after those few times, I assumed she was serious and wanted to be friends again. So, the one and only time I called her, she was at her daughter's school, waiting for school to be out to pickup her daughter, when she yelled into the phone, "what do you want from me? " I thought that was really bizarre and total nonsense. I had no idea what I did or said to her, during those few coffee meetings, to make her suddenly despise me or something. It was just bizarre. After that, I saw her in a couple of plays she was locally cast in here, but that was it. I'm determined to get involved in the theatre scene here again, despite her and the other jerky guy I mentioned. I was once Facebook friends with them both, but they never wanted to socialize with me outside of Facebook, which was also a reflection on them probably not liking me as a person (which they're allowed to do, obviously).

Yeah - I've had similar experiences with people. Like online, I'd message girls, who I hoped would agree to meet me for to go out on a date, but it never happened. I've met a few girls just as a one off who were already taken, but it never amounted to friendship either. No surprises there.

There was a time where I met a girl with what she thought was possible bipolar, and a male friend of hers (since she probably didn't want to meet me alone). Well, the first time I met her, it was with a support worker present. It was a good first day. Then I don't know what went sour, but I saw her and that same guy the following weekend. As a trio, we tried to find a place to play pool, but everywhere was busy. Since I don't know what to say to people, I rambled on about my taste in music to a point where it must have irritated them. I've no idea of how to converse with anybody, so I'll admit I do make it all me, me, me, at times. Well, they just got nasty with me after that, sending text messages saying I never stop talking. It hurts your self-esteem when people do that, but if you don't gel, I guess it's one person not finding the other a good match. Well, I found out after so long she joined The Prince's Trust, and got her life together. But I won't forget how nasty Joan was to me.

Other times, girls would reply, and it seemed we had some of the same interests. Well, I wanted to waste as little time as possible in meeting them, as I didn't want to tell them too much about myself online, in case I ran out of topics to discuss after I met them in person. I'm inclined to put looks and mutual interests over anything else, as I am socially inept in other ways. Now with anxiety holding me back, it's so hard to go out to meet strangers by myself. So when I asked about finally meeting up with some women, I don't know what happened next. Maybe they were chatting to multiple guys at once, and just picked the most talkative or handsome one to go out with. That's why I never bother with dating websites either, as there's too much competition out there. I've accepted that I'll just be single, probably forever. All the hassle I got wasn't worth my mental health. I've got OCD too, so that's why I don't want to worsen my stress levels.

I deleted my facebook account in 2004

never looked back really

though I do miss it on ocasions

some really good bipolar groups on their

Has Facebook really been around since 2004? I never knew. I'll bet it looked nothing like it does now.

I imagine probably even longer

I suppose if you are really interested in the history of facebook, watch the social network.

or hang on

is that about my space

no.... pretty sure it's facebook.

I've got a new Facebook that I sign in with to look at things, without posting or contacting anybody. It hasn't been disabled, so it suggests to me that people marked my prior posts as spam or annoying, so I got shut down. There's no way of telling, is there?

I was just FBing with my Aunt today and we were talking about how grateful we are for FB because it has given us a way of keeping in touch and aware of each other's lives that probably wouldn't be happening without FB and Facetime, etc.

I'm only going to use it now to look at jobs for working as a film extra. I'm not going to add people as friends anymore. My sister told me that a mate of mine with autism wanted to add me again, but I'm trying to distance myself from mixing both professional and personal, as I don't want my inbox swamped with irrelevancy. It is a pain as it is using that site. It seems to have a very slow search function now compared to before.

Just one of many reasons I've never been on facebook. *shudder*

That was quite a read. I'm not entirely sure what to say, other than she sounds like a thoroughly nasty individual for taking advantage of someone in a vulnerable state. There are unfortunately lots of people like that in the world, so it's important to be cautious. You've been through some unpleasant things, it seems, but maybe you can turn them into a strength. I'm sure you learned plenty from the whole experience.

I can appreciate why you dislike Facebook. It sounds like you have developed a lot of unpleasant associations to it. I've had some less than enjoyable experiences with it, but nothing major. At the end of the day, Facebook is filled with people, some nice, some not-so-nice, just like out there in the "real" world. Facebook helps a lot of people stay in touch with their loved ones, so with that alone, I would say it's not pointless. It also helps people get support for various things, such as the aforementioned bipolar groups.

Best of luck to you.

I hate Facebook. I feel your pain.

Facebook either gets me riled up over some troll bait or it makes me feel inferior.

Very rarely do I see posts that I can honestly say I relate to and most are memes.

I agree.

I can't agree with you because there's in fact many nice people there as in case of other sites But I don't like Facebook too but only because of the tecnic reasons... Well it's extremely uncomfotable in case of interface and the mods these are EXTREMELY annoying with blocking pages because of different reasons... And getting back you acc is really a problem there because Facebook support doesn't answer to messages and demands in such cases the photos with my personal documents like passport... And I don't want to send such things somewhere through net!!
That's really stupid because it's just a social network and no more... And that's why I decided to leave Facebook

I agree about it getting me riled up. The bone head and hurtful things that my real life acquaintances have posted have been shocking. Racism and other hate seems so prevalent and I have discontinued relationships because of it. I have even been brought to tears at times. For example when a close friend freely shares a 'white power' post I was greatly disturbed. When another, who knows my situation, shared a post about making the assumption that all people on disability are lazy "shits' I was shocked. Then there are those people I knew who have their heads in the sand denying facts and science. Then there are those awful 'amen and share' posts that pervade the network. I find it inappropriate to use social media to evangelize.

In the last several weeks I have rarely been on it. I don't even look at it at all unless I get a notification from someone important enough that it is worth checking. I seem a great deal happier as I am far less tied to my devices.

I left Facebook three years ago.

Sure, I had 250+ "friends." Little did I know that a few of them had their own agendas.

One was a studio partner, and as it turned out, a Pathological Narcissist. Everything was about him, and any attempts to go my direction on anything were thwarted. Still, I made the mistake of trusting this guy and doing business with him based on a handshake. We spent more than a few years building a recording studio.

It was a sick relationship, because every time he'd put me down, I'd work harder to prove him wrong. I'd invest more, or work more. But we had an agreement, that if I were to leave, that I'd take what gear was mine and a $5,000 buy-out.

I was using Facebook heavily at the time, and he found out. He always said that it was stupid. He sent me a friend request, so I had to take it. He would follow me around, and everything I did was stupid. Why are you posting that? Why did you change your picture? Why would you say that? He was always hyper-critical, to the point that I created a private group, so that I could be free of his eyes. I did try blocking him once, but he got wise to that.

Then, he started becoming "friends" with my "friends." It was getting weird.

But it was about to get even more weird, and more dangerous.

One "friend," who had known me for a few years, spent a few years studying me, as it turns out. More about that later. She came to me one day on Facebook, saying that she had cancer. She cried about how she didn't have insurance, didn't have any money, and how nobody wanted to help her, even though she had a GoFundMe page. She begged for her life.

And I believed her.

I promoted her GFM page to all of my "friends." I also sent her every penny I had. Long story short, if that's possible, she kept me on the hook for 8 months.

However, about 2 months in, the studio partner had a plan. He could spread the rumor that I was in on the scam, making profits for myself. This allowed him to change the locks, keep my gear, and refuse the buy-out payment. He did it in front of everyone, and looked like a hero.

The really bad part was that everyone believed him, and friends started turning against me.

8 months later, when it all fell apart, and I realized it was a scam, I had lost everything. I was also shamed off of social networking complete. It took me a long time to even get the nerve to do something like this.

Looking back, there were lots of things wrong with Facebook, with these people, and with me.

Facebook put all of my eggs into one basket. So when I screwed up, everyone saw it. People from grade school, high school, and college. Everyone I'd ever worked with. People I'd met and liked. They all suddenly felt that I was a horrible person to be shunned.

The problem with those two Pathological Narcissists is obvious, and needs no further explanation.

I left Facebook, and everyone abandoned me, so those two problems were kind of dealt with.

What I was left with was the problem of myself. How could I fall for this? How could I be so effectively manipulated? It was time to stop pointing at Facebook and the people who caused me harm, and start pointing at myself.

After lots of reading, I figured out that I was Codependent, and that I was putting forth my willingness to serve the needs of others, even at the expense of my own. As Ross Rosenberg calls it, I had a "Self Love Deficit Disorder." I had no self-respect. I had no boundaries. And the thing was, Facebook allowed everyone connected with me to see this.

Everyone.

So when you make new "friends," they could be looking at your profile in the same way that a bank robber cases the joint, as they say. They can be figuring you out, and making their own plans. Every time you post, you give them something. At least, that was the case with me.

When I left social networking, it wasn't easy. During the first month, I found that I was addicted to the "likes," and the attention. I was addicted to putting every detail of my life online. Even though I had deleted my account, I felt itchy. I felt like I was missing out. Depression hit hard.

Then, by the end of the second month, something interesting happened. I was telling my bank rep about how I got scammed, and she said I should get back on Facebook and tell my side of the story. There were two problems, with the first being that I knew nobody was interested in my story, because I would just be trying to paint myself as a victim. But the other problem was one that I didn't expect.

That is, I could not think of a reason why I would ever want to post ANY of it online. Why post a picture? Why share a political or social thought? Why share ANYTHING on Facebook, ever? I could not justify going back, and haven't been back since.

So, is Facebook crappy and pointless? Absolutely?

However, it is more than that. It is addictive. It is dangerous. It is like leaving your front door unlocked and opened all the time.

Facebook made it possible for my life to be completely destroyed. Sure, the scammers played their part, and as a Codependent I had my role. But Facebook meant that it happened in front of everyone. It meant that all of my "friends" would turn their backs on me. It meant that I would get black-balled by former co-workers, and never again be able to find a job in my field of work. It meant that I had to leave where I lived and move somewhere strange. It meant that I would lose my old life completely, and have to start over, without anything resembling a support system.

Facebook is horrific.

The one and only reason I have a Facebook account is to network and look for film production work. That's it. I'm not a fan of social media at all, for the reasons we've been discussing. I'm not able to live without YouTube, though. Although you don't really have to interact with anybody on there, because it's a site for watching videos, after all.

Anyway, I think it's odd how people seem to miss me if I remove myself from Facebook, despite being ignored, and when I came back on recently, the patter repeated. Also, this is sometimes because I don't value the attention from others much. But it seems to be a site for self-promotion more than friendship making. For that reason, I suggest another site called Meetup that encourages you to book yourself into social events. I've not done it in ages, due to anxiety. But I'm just saying. It's a site that can actually get you meeting people. I'm not saying Facebook works or doesn't work for everyone. If you love it, then that's fine.

It sure beats wasting hours on Facebook. But I'm actually interested in live streaming games. Unfortunately, I know countless people do it better than I could ever hope to, which means attempting it may be pointless.

I find the support groups on Facebook can be quite supportive. Of course if my concern is a medical one I'd consult my relevant specialist. Conversely If I want emotional support I find the support groups I joined very supportive. Don't recall ever being harrassed except by one female friend but we've made up and are now friends. I suspect it was due to her MI. She was born with a genetic disorder "DiGeorge Syndrome" that presupposed one to SCZ and BP. Read that FB makes people depressed because their friends seem to be fully enjoying their wonderful life. Not my FB friends. They tell you how they are feeling. If they are worried, frightened, concerned about something they let you know. They tell you if something is worrying them. Of course they post good news but they post not so good news too. Besides many members of my family are members. My niece in her twenties lives in CA I live in S.E. PA. Its not so easy to communicate with her otherwise. Many of my FB friends are offline friends.

This sums up Facebook for many people:

I wouldn't know about Facebook support groups, because I don't use it for things like that. I'm kind of semi-retired from forums now, but I have never ever been a huge fan of Facebook. It is useful to have a Facebook account, if you want to follow groups for specific topics, but the minute I get any hassle, I'm done.

There's not a great deal I like to talk about these days when I go online, but it has nothing to do with the atmosphere. There were forums in the past where the attitude of some users was abysmal, but many people are not using message boards these days. Many of the websites I went to years ago still exist, but are a boneyard now compared to several years ago.

I have never done live streaming in the manner I want to, because I don't have a camera attached to the PS4 yet, nor do I have a great deal of room where I live right now. The built-in camera on most laptops usually has very bad picture quality, although a friend of mine had a laptop that appeared to present the camera in full HD.

I do talk a lot. My loud Scottish accent seems to annoy some people. My dad says I have a piercing voice. To be honest, I got sick of him saying I have a voice like a foghorn in the past. If you ignore that for a minute, there is also the added hassle of trying to get people to subscribe to view what you're doing, so it's like you'll be talking to yourself if people don't pay any attention to what you're doing. I've never really been one to fire out links to my social media profiles and stuff, since I consider that to be pestering people. But like I said, if hundreds of other people can do it better with what equipment they can afford to set up, there's little point in trying. And to be honest, I prefer retro games compared to the newer ones, which may not be appealing to many people today.

I think facebook is really lame and I have always felt this way.

This actor called Mark Strange (who is also a martial artist - you may Google him) deleted me as a friend on Facebook last year. He's in this film yet to be released called 'Redcon-1' about an outbreak involving zombies. Some of the people at the shoot I met in 2016 were later proven to be total knobs. This is just an independent movie anyway.

I'm still trying to find support workers, so that somebody can be there to ease my anxiety when I am being filmed, because this anxiety I suffer from is awful and really screwing up my life these days. Although I believe Facebook is a huge waste of time in general, there are a few film related groups on there I like to keep an eye on for gaining bit parts, and networking. It's not easy. However, if I come off it because it frustrates me, people always ask me to go back on it and then nobody even cares about anything I post.

Never make friends on Facebook with people you don't know very well. Just because I asked if a woman (who I've never even met) be reinstated into a Facebook group for the extras in that zombie film, I got people harassing me, including some of the production team. Well, I suspect the woman I stuck my neck out for two-timed me as well, because I told her things that she should have kept confidential, and I swear, I seen her blabbing.

The guy didn't add me back, but he did like some of my comments on his wall. Now you can actually flag people's friend requests as spam so a sender cannot do it again under that same profile. I've got no idea why he deleted me, unless somebody told him to. He has over 3000 friends on Facebook as well. Just seems incredibly pitiful to do that, and he was once in a movie alongside Jackie Chan.

He is seriously ripped!