Sunday, August 23, 2009

PUT ON A HAPPY FACEbook

Facebook and various social networking sites have taken the world by storm. We have the voyeuristic opportunity to see what our friends are doing all the time, anytime. We have witnessed party pics, engagements, quiz results, wedding/baby photos, status updates, career changes and lives unfold. In most cases, we are privy to the absolute best version of our friends. They use it as a portal to showcase the wonders of their lives and share what they feel will present themselves in the best light.

For women who are single, however, Facebook can reinforce the already negative feelings they have for their situation. Even women with excellent self-esteem and who enjoy their singledom may still feel the societal pressures of constant relationship, wedding and baby status updates. The summer months are particularly challenging as the warm weather breeds engagements, summer bar-be-ques with the kids and wedding celebrations. While in control of one's own actions, these pictures can be an irresistible temptation and despite knowing that they will feed our insecurities, we find ourselves clicking the mouse button.

For the single woman who decides that she won't let the constant wedding and baby pictures affect her, she is still powerless to the unending status updates. The engagement announcements can be fairly innocuous -- for the most part, she knows that it is going to happen and can still share in her friends' happiness. While feeling a pang of angst, she posts a congratulatory comment and scrolls down to the next status. Here she finds one of the countless new mom posts. "Bobby is teething and couldn't sleep at all last night" or "Kim is so excited that Bobby rolled over and giggled today". While these women are excited about the new addition to their family, they should be sensitive to the fact that sharing play-by-play updates twenty times a day is overkill. Despite annoyance on the part of the single gal, she starts to wonder if this is truly what she should be doing. Is there something wrong with her that she doesn't have a husband and child by the age of thirty? Did she fail somewhere along the way that she isn't partaking in talk of diapers, jolly jumpers and teething rings?

Absolutely not. What the new moms are not sharing are the constant baby feedings at three in the morning or the inability to get their child to stop crying for their afternoon nap. They are also not sharing the concerns they have for their careers and the looming glass ceiling they perceive now that they have children. They are not sharing the fact that they are fretting not being able to shed their baby weight and are not sharing the envy they have for their single friends who can still enjoy evenings out or adventures abroad without worrying about their young ones at home.

I guess it comes down to always wanting what we don't have. The single gal sees the rose-coloured version of motherhood and the new mom longs for her lost freedom. If we all can approach Facebook knowing that it is one dimensional and that we will only ever see our friends putting their best foot forward, we can all feel a little more comfortable in our own skin. The sooner we come to terms with that, the happier we will be.

7 comments:

  1. I'm not single and Facebook has the same effect on me. Viewing others at their absolute best is disheartening when my life is so topsy turvy, but at least I'm alert enough to remind myself that these portrayals are generally dishonest. Another comment: being in a relationship doesn't mean that everything is shits and giggles. Relationships are constant challenges; contrast this with the portrayal on Facebook - i.e. of people in picture-perfect (literally) unions. I say it's all bullshit, which is why I don't "advertise" on the site.

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  2. just saw this pop up on my fb. great - blog! so true and great to know others are having the same ups and downs. well done ladies!!!

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  3. I loathe these babyrazzi who crave attention and so feel the need to constantly solicit it via meaningless infant updates. A once-in-a-while refresher on your child's development is fine. A minute-by-minute commentary is just nauseating self-indulgence. No really, please take a picture of your ever-expanding stomach every week. All sexual thoughts I once had of you are now completely replaced with bewildered horror. This ploy to be socially desirable and to matter is the one thing they have left going in their otherwise mundane and pointless existence. I'm sorry that some hideous mutant sprung from your loins. Trying to elicit positive comments from your friends will not change the fact that your child looks like a dried ballsack. These are the same people that reminisce about high school and rest on their laurels (i.e. their wedding day). They've been on a constant descend ever since. Anyone needing this much reinforcement is clearly haunted by their own insecurities, not vice versa.

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  4. That said, interesting read!

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  5. As a parent who thanks their lucky stars for a free way to fill in family and friends abroad in other countries and continents, I could not be more disgusted by your inability to allow people to share what they wish on FB. No, on a public site I may not tell you that today I saw the cottage cheese on my ass and thought twice about dessert, but I will tell you that I am feeling like going to the gym, just as I am sure you would not come online and post how you felt better about your life after two bottles of wine and gossip tonight, instead of posting that you had a lovely evening with the girls.
    Everyone paints a rosier picture, but when it comes down to it it is not to push anything in anyone's face. If an update bothers you, ignore it. If you care not to see my child, don't click your mouse, and if you hate the rosier side, cancel your account, because you're not going to get a play-by-play account of someone's shitty day no matter how single or not you are.
    Face(book) it...you can't stand it, so remove yourself without holding contempt for others and what may bring joy to their lives.
    PS. If you have to gulp hard and swallow contempt to post a congratulatory comment, then just don't. Pretending to be the a bigger person doesn't count.
    PPS. I do not give a crap about my baby weight, although I'm sure you would notice it, and I do not envy anything of a single's life...I have my own to look at and enjoy.

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  6. Note to self: When I get engaged, I will not post it on facebook. When I get married, I will not state that I am excited about it. When I have children, I will not say anything about on facebook. If the person I am in a relationship does something lovely or accomplishes something wonderful, I will not share it. Thank you for enlightening me about what is appropriate on facebook..... or not!

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Thirty and *gasp* single

It started about five years ago. Everyone – and we mean EVERYONE – got married. Being in a university sorority meant we knew a lot of women – some as close friends, some as acquaintances and some simply as recurring names in the endless stream of gossip that permeated our lives as part of the so-called “Greek system.” Back then we were like all the other girls – crushing, flirting, dating, crying, begging, breaking up, getting back together, falling in and out of love and, from time to time, daring to dream of our future weddings. What would the dress look like? How many bridesmaids would we have? And – most importantly – who would the groom be? We were all travelling the same path at that time; all puzzling over the complexities and emotions of “being in a relationship;” all wondering (and worrying) – when would that wonderful, white day, with its “I dos” and promises of everlasting love and happiness, come?

And then we came to that big, fat intersection. You know the one. You can either take a right, hit cruise-control and coast down scenic Wedding Way, where the sun shines and the birds sing and all the floral arrangements match the place settings or hang a left, shift into four-wheel drive and do your darndest to navigate Lonely Lane, a rocky, winding, unpredictable route fraught with potholes, landmines and seats at the singles’ table (it’s the one at the back of the room, in case you didn't know). Read more.