Facebook is a Bitch

So, yesterday I was cruising the blogosphere and I came across a post about how the increase in internet sharing like Facebook, etc affects our romantic relationships, especially when they end. I can't find that blog, no idea where I was, but it got me thinking. Facebook sure as hell complicates things. When Doctor and I broke up, you better believe I was combing his page for changes/updates. Out went the profile pic with me in it. Up went the single relationship status. Every new comment, every new female friend was scrutinized. I also have reason to believe he did the same with my page.

There is a LONG and boring rest of the story that includes de-friending, re-friending, messages, untagging of photos, and finally Facebook Chat (which is a POS by the way).

Anyway, yesterday, mere hours after I read that blog post I had a troubling email in my inbox. Doctors cousin (by marriage) was requesting to be my friend. She is maybe 10 years older than me, but we always got along really well. I admired her and liked her a lot.

How. Fucking. Awkward. I accepted it, because really, what the hell else do I do? I don't like her any less since Doctor and I broke up. It has nothing to do with her. But it is so bizarre. Why just now be my friend? How did she even find me?? I have a really odd last name and am no longer friends with any of his other family members. Does she really want to see my relationship status and the pics of Lawyer and I that are making their way into my albums? It isn't like she and I can really be friends outside of the Facebook world.

I wonder a lot about what life would be like without Facebook, etc. The break up would have been a lot cleaner, I think. Less access is probably a good thing in that department.

And on a totally unrelated note, I am SO SAD I did not sign up for this Blog Secret thingy. I totally have some secrets! I have loved reading everyone else's. What is it about these secret-sharing things that make you feel less alone, and more normal?