I don’t want someone who thinks I’m perfect. I want someone who knows that I’m not, but loves me anyway. Just someone who knows my freckles exist under this thick foundation, but still tells me not to wear make up because he thinks I look better with them visible. Like someone who knows why I am so picky with choosing or shopping for bathing suit, because my stretch marks exist but tells me that I should choose whatever I like and not be ashamed of my own skin. And someone who knows that I have insecurities, that I doubt myself, I question my worth and get jealous. I want someone who knows my mood swings are unbelievable at times but still sits there and let me vent about random things, and just give me a huge bear hug after. Someone who doesn’t pretend I’m perfect because I know I’m not. I just want someone who embraces me for who I am and to show me that I can feel loved and feel comfortable under my own skin.
How amazing is it to find someone who wants to hear about all the things that go on in your head. Whether if it is good or bad. How amazing is it to find someone who would not let you go to sleep with negative thoughts running through your mind. I wish for everyone to find that special person and never take them for granted. I believe we all deserve to have someone who cares to listen when we have the best days and especially when we have the worst. The world is cruel and most people spend most of their lives putting a front, look tough and make sure they protect their sensitive selves from anyone. Something I can’t blame people for doing nowadays. But it’s amazing to be able to come home to that someone who simply cares. Who wants to empty your cup and make sure you’re ready to face the world the next morning.
I know you post statuses or tweet things not because you want likes, but because you’re hoping for one person to read it. Hoping your feelings matter to him. I know you sit there and do that because you’re afraid of rejection. So you tweet. You post statuses. But ask yourself this, until when are you going to do that? Until when are you going to hope for him to notice you exist? How long are you planning to sit there and wait? Prince coming over in the middle of the night to throw pebbles at your bedroom window, taking you away so you two can live happily ever after sometimes only exist in fantasies. Fairy tales. Sometimes you have to grow some balls to let your feelings be known. Because if not, you will spend and more likely waste time and regret it later. It can go either way. Either he recognizes it, or not. Either way, it’ll save you time and energy, especially from prolonging heartaches.
We all have heard it before. Social media ruins relationships. But I don’t think so. It is our lack of communication with each other that ruins relationships. Instead of sitting down and speak about a problem, somehow we turn to social media and fuss about the problem.
Social media do not ruin relationships. It’s an excuse for our laziness to communicate. Or an excuse for our own selfish reasons. Granted, it is easier to fuss on Facebook rather than facing the problem and fixing it. But why? Why do people choose to expose things that should be kept in private? Especially if it’s about a relationship. When clearly, doing so won’t even fix the problem. In fact, doing so is like announcing that you’re miserable. It’s like somehow we think that when we announce our problems, people will care and we expect them to be sincere, but the truth is, most people go on social media because of people like you (who like to cry on Facebook). I have to admit and this might be something you are not going to like, and that is that reading other people’s problems can be entertaining.
And if you’re sitting there saying “not really“, so you’re telling me you haven’t sat there and scrolled through your social media and said “oh wow they broke up again”. Or maybe I’m just being too honest.
Facebook is a great place to be if you want to see what everybody is up to. It is something that everybody has nowadays. Even my grandmother who has no idea how to work a tablet owns a Facebook account. I live very far from my beloved relatives and Facebook is a place where we can all communicate and check on each other. It is also a great place to share inspirational stories and pictures. I often get on to share hilarious videos and truths to others. While there are countless of benefits of having a Facebook account, there are also the bad side in my opinion anyway and one of those is risking your privacy. But we aren’t gonna talk about that now.
I would like to talk about personal things that people should not share to the public.
Your dirty laundry.
Just like great cat videos and awesome stories we see on Facebook, it also became the home of our personal stuff. We go on there and share personal opinions, vent about different things and Facebook is where we read other people’s dirty laundry. Whether if it is about your husband divorcing you and the reasons why or if it is the reason why you are upset because you and your man have decided to make up and break up for the 9th time, these things should not be aired in public.
You want to be judged. Nobody wants to feel judged. But air your dirty laundry on Facebook and people will judge you in any way posible because, well. They can. By you putting it out there gives them the right to comment and react, even if you like it or not. That’s what Facebook is for.
You want to become a laughing stock.
You want to look pitiful.
You have no life outside Facebook.
If you are seeking for an advice, private message or talk to somebody that you trust.