Monday, September 3, 2012

Self Inflicted Facebook Pain

Good Day friends. Or more so Good Night friends.
It is just barely Monday still and it has occurred to me that ....dramatic pause... I forgot to write today!! Ohhh the shame...is gone because I will still make my deadline.Hoorah!!

Ok ok, Let's get to the point.

I was immediately inspired to write about this topic today (roughly 23 minutes ago) when my fiance finally came back from his bachelor party with paintball welts all over his body. He showed me his back and arms and I had the crazy thought of "WHY THE HECK IS THIS FUN!!" Not even a question, just upgraded to full on statement. But really...why is this fun to men? I believe it makes little to no sense to females why in the world men associate a big event (birthdays, weddings, anniversarys. Circle one) with inflicting great pain upon themselves. Why oh why would one ever do such a thing??

Hey while we're talking about mysteries how about this one: why do women stalk past relationships on facebook and then sit crying at their computer?? Hmmm... men any guesses for this one? Women, of their own free will, have the choice to actively stalk someone on facebook, see who they are talking to, what pictures are being posted, which pictures they are being tagged in, who they are adding as friends, etc etc. Women, we are just as bad as men, willingly going to inflict pain on ourselves to celebrate a big event (breakups, separations, ex-friends, divorces). Now... let's not kid ourselves and pretend we've never done this. Hello, my arm is waving high in the sky, guilty. Super guilty actually. I could have saved myself from a lot of pain in the past, not by ignoring facebook, but by simply having the self control to not go near albums or people's pages that I knew would just inflict pain.
"Oh but Sherylynn... all these pictures and cutesy comments from my ex to this girl (who I don't even know who she is and has blocked her profile to non-friends (how rude!) so I can't even see who she is) keep showing up on my homepage and I can't get away cuz I always just 'stumble' upon them again."
Uhhh yes you can. 1) Then don't go on facebook. 2) Stop clicking on them and then spending the next 30 minutes 'stumbling' upon their favorite television shows, where they were yesterday, how many friends they have, etc.. Think of it this way: if you have a cut but leave it alone, it will just heal, but if you pick at it day and night it takes a lot longer to heal!
If you know in your mind and heart that you are hoping something comes up from a past relationship when you login to facebook then you are just setting yourself up for pain. As if you are just pouring things into a wound that will get more infected and take forever to heal.

Basically, women don't understand men that want to inflict physical pain upon themseves for a big event. But think for a bit on the fact that women are often way more keen to inflict emotional pain upon themselves (on a daily basis i might add!) after a big event. If you can limit the amount of pain you willingly put yourself through via facebook (or whatever else) wouldn't you want to do so? I encourage that this week and will be praying for people in tricky situations to have wounds heal quicker, with less self-inflicted pain disrupting the process.

Much love to all! (and to all a good night)

3 comments:

  1. Good thoughts sher, especially for being snuck in b4 the deadline. Allow me to explain the men pain bit though I know your not looking for one.

    Men play paintball for bachelor parties because it is the most addictivly awsome manly thing I can do that doesn't require my wife and privacy.

    And its awsome! Super awsome.

    love Matt

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  2. bahahahah Matt, I love when you comment. Thank you for your words of explanation.

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  3. Aw Sher, your so right never heard it put into words though, thanks. And I second you on the man-pain mystery. Why do they have to be so mean to the guy at the bachelor party anyway? Supposed to be good friends celebrating... I do not get men.

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