Facebook Addiction

I think I spend too much time on facebook. I literally think it’s affecting my mental health.

The problem is, I can’t convince myself to quit it because sometimes I spot openings for gigs that way and being the first to reply surely helps. Sometimes seeing it early and having more time to react helps. Last week I had a couple small local gigs already lined up when I got an opportunity to go on a cool trip and make a lot better money. I saw it in the morning, pondered what it would take to cancel the gigs. Consulted a friend and one of the bookers, and then I decided to throw my hat in the ring for consideration. Once I got the gig, I cancelled a couple of the local things with minimal fallout.

I was on facebook one day and I saw a post from someone that said “Hey man. Haven’t seen you in a while. Hope everything is good.” and I didn’t recognize the person at all. I looked at the profile. It wasn’t my dad, It wasn’t someone who beat me up in high school, it wasn’t some hot girl that I added because we have tons of mutual friends and I’m hoping somehow she’ll sleep with me. I literally had no idea who this person was and I had never met them in my life. So I started to write them back before I realized I was on someone else’s page and they weren’t even talking to me.

I felt like a weirdo. because I was in the middle of a conversation that I had no business being in.  but that’s not my fault. (spoken like a true addict.) There’s no privacy. When people post photos and your stupid friends comment like: “Oh girl don’t wear pink panties with that dress.” I can see that. It’s not fair. You don’t get to make me feel like a creep because you don’t know how to act on the internet. If you were standing in the back of the room and you saw me sitting there in my underwear just watching (and that’s basically what I’m doing in front of my computer.) You would never say stuff like that. It’s not my fault if I click “like”. I should mention again. I am allowed to live by a school. lol.