I have a confession – I had to unfriend M on Facebook.
My account is recent and is primarily to keep up with my kids and their frequent event photos. A lot of times they text pictures to me in the moment, but frequently there is more shared on FB. So I finally broke down and set up a profile, adding my kids, their significant others, my husband, and probably other friends as we move along. I do myself do not post much; I have too many other avenues of communication that I enjoy and prefer to maintain.
Except I have had to un-friend M. Yep, we broke up on FB.
He’s into cars and running groups and political discussions. He and his group of contacts tend to post a lot. It was becoming much too cluttery on topics of minimal for me, especially since I hear about it directly from M every single day.
He understands. He gets that it’s me, not him. But still, it feels like it should bother us more than it does. I guess I am more realistic and grown-up than I want to admit. We are still happily married, and our real-life conversations are far more valuable and interesting than anything either of us have going on online.
Still, it might have been nice if he had actually noticed. Ah well. Life as we have always known it continues.