20 9 / 2014
19 9 / 2014
18 9 / 2014
A distant Facebook friend had a birthday earlier this week. She wrote a long, beautiful status about how she was too filled with grief because a dear friend who was usually the one she celebrated birthdays with had died unexpectedly a few weeks ago.
Dozens and dozens of her Facebook friends wrote on her wall—some commenting directly on her grieving status—jubilant wishes for a happy birthday, lots of exclamation marks, no comment on what happened.
And it just feels like the perfect metaphor to me of how we go to social media looking for something. And how the something we actually get usually feels close enough to me but, wow, it really isn’t, is it?
07 9 / 2014
"For the longest time I thought that avoiding being vulnerable to people was strength. It’s not. It takes a lot more strength to make yourself vulnerable than it does to keep the walls up and stay protected."