Thursday, 25 April 2013

Chain mails to Social Media & Friends Again

Enjoy this extra long, all-over-the-place post!
Remember those days where emailing was a big thing? Where texting was unheard of? When MSN was the way to "text"? Yeah... the good old days where you were not glued to a piece of technology unless you were in your house.

Do you also remember those "Share or you'll be cursed/ you'll die in 10 years/ you don't really love them" emails? The chain mails that we all hated yet we sent them around anyways JUST IN CASE something were to happen (We all know you did it, so stop denying it). We were so terrified that if we did not send the emails that scary looking face that was at the end of the email would haunt us (just like it said on the email) in the dark or in our dreams. Come to think of it, I think I lived in silent fear of those things, though a part of me told me I was stupid in believing in them in the first place.

Well those chain mails have not left us. They have actually gotten worse. They are now possibly everywhere and more subtle. They don't terrorize you as much, or tell you that you will die. They actually play on your sympathy/pity emotions and your beliefs/faith. "Share or you're not a true believer of Jesus".
Then there are some that state "Share if you agree/disagree". Those are the worst because they are so easy to send around. They are probably the most common ones today because people feel the need to share what they think is true and think that everyone should see what they think about their opinion (like I'm about to do...) It's not a bad thing. Some of these things are actually a good read and makes you think or just reflect on life. But there are some out there that are questionable (like most things in life).

Anyways, chain mails have now moved from emails to social media spreading/sharing. So on your Facebook  Timeline or Tumblr Dashboard or Twitter Feed, you will see people post things like quotes, pictures (not of their own) and other stuff that gets your attention and then at the end of the piece, BAM! you're hit with the "Share..." And it sometimes gets to me because, like the little quote/passage I have above, I like the content of it and would like to save it on my computer or join in on the Sharing-it-on-my-wall but the "Share if you agree" part just throws me off. I literally sit there and wonder how I could crop the picture without making it look like I did so.
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This is not why I put this little picture up. I actually wanted to say a few words about it and kind of got carried away... Oops? What follows next is what I actually wanted to say...

I have a few friends like the ones described above. The ones that I can go days and months without speaking, but when we do catch up, it's like we never had that huge break between us. It's never awkward, it's never silent. We can spend the entire night just talking. It's a great feeling actually. You can feel the connection, the bond between the two of you and you know that no matter what, this person will always be in your life, whether you speak every day or five times a year. That friendship is strong and not even distance can break it.

I have to say though, sometimes I feel like the friendship is weak. And that we are drifting apart. Drifting apart from people I'm close to in something that hurts me as well as scares me a lot! I just feel left out and unwanted, and my brain makes a run for it and goes into the deep end of things where everything is dark and cold. It leaves me in an unhappy place. I realize that this isn't a good thing - to be questioning the friendship - but usually, it's a figment of my imagination. It only hits me that I have created this feeling inside me when we hang out because I realize that it isn't like I pictured at all. The friendship is still there. If you can talk to someone for hours and be around them in silence and not feel uncomfortable, that friendship is gold (or so I think).

How did I go from emails to friendships? Weird...

"That gun is loaded but it's not in my hands"

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