Facebook 'Friends'

I have just done a purge of my FB friends.
If you are reading this you survived the purge!
My postings have become more personal
Over the last few weeks.
Not as many cute dog stories.
Now it's humans dealing with cancer
Morbid
Not everyone's cup of tea.
As I shared a big chunk of myself with you
And tried to internalise the implications
For me
I was overwhelmed by the support that came in
Emojis, hearts, tears, likes,
Lovely comments, flowers, gifts.
And then I realised that there were others
Who made no response at all
Just scrolled on by
As you do.
Forgotten from the dim dark past
Distant relatives
Old hiking buddies
Where the link that bound us has broken.
Delete, delete, delete.
I had slipped off their radar
But the greatest support has come from amazing places
Across the world, old capetribbers, old TAFE warriors,
Serendipitous strangers who became part of our lives for a moment
Connections made and kept over time
Make me feel alive 
And appreciated
When I spill my guts
Thankyou!



Comments

  1. http://metanoia.blogspot.com31 May 2018 at 16:22

    Keep posting Alison! love your spirit

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  2. Nudge31 May 2018 at 18:59

    Such a tough time. So much to deal with.
    We should probably all look at simplifying our “friends” list. People touch each other’s lives, we give and take and are hopefully enriched by the experience. We all go back to our everyday existence and after a while most become memories. We can’t hold on to everyone as a friend forever. There would just be too many to be a friend to in return. Think of them fondly for what you had and move on.
    You will be cleaning out the cupboards next.
    Hugs to you.

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