Stalking... an unnecessary evil
I swear to god without the advancements of technology, breaking up with your ex would be a hell of a lot easier.
Like a monumental thud, a resonating pebble in a pond, the Facebook announcement of a broken heart on a progress report haunts all of us so. I can’t count the amount of revelations I’ve come across of close, mutual, not-so-close friends announcing their break up electronically.
It just seems so crude, so informal, and so distant. I see the broken heart, so do I wall-to-wall them and ask if they are okay?
I would rather discover this change in their life via a face-to-face contact at the pub. It would go something like this: So how is life? Oh, you’ve broken up. How are you feeling?
Not some public announcement for your 200 friends to stumble upon when they log in.
Thankfully, my break up has by-passed that. I refused to play ball on Facebook and disclose my relationship status. I just saw it as something for me, and for me only to discuss at my liking.
But I still stumble upon Web 2.0 advancements.
I can’t manage to quieten my curiousity. I want to know what my ex is up to.
It’s not like I am seeking some pleasure that he is curled up crying himself to sleep. I guess I just want to know he is not curled up being spooned by somebody else.
But you know what? It is none of my business anymore.
He is a free man and entitled to roam the stables of single fillies. I just wish that Web 2.0 wasn’t around for me to keep checks on his progress.
With all my willpower left to muster, I must let go of scouring his Outlook calendar for non-work related meetings, checking on his Facebook pages and his friends. I have to cease being the cyber detective I have ashamedly become.
There are no clues to be gleaned. It is just over. I made the decision too. It is time to face up to facts.
Stalking only brings more questions, which will never be answered online. The Q&A session is only fully resolved in person. And failing that, it is up to me to fill in the blanks and move on.
With just one facial gesture, the questions are answered. No riddle there.
I could twitter about that…
Like a monumental thud, a resonating pebble in a pond, the Facebook announcement of a broken heart on a progress report haunts all of us so. I can’t count the amount of revelations I’ve come across of close, mutual, not-so-close friends announcing their break up electronically.
It just seems so crude, so informal, and so distant. I see the broken heart, so do I wall-to-wall them and ask if they are okay?
I would rather discover this change in their life via a face-to-face contact at the pub. It would go something like this: So how is life? Oh, you’ve broken up. How are you feeling?
Not some public announcement for your 200 friends to stumble upon when they log in.
Thankfully, my break up has by-passed that. I refused to play ball on Facebook and disclose my relationship status. I just saw it as something for me, and for me only to discuss at my liking.
But I still stumble upon Web 2.0 advancements.
I can’t manage to quieten my curiousity. I want to know what my ex is up to.
It’s not like I am seeking some pleasure that he is curled up crying himself to sleep. I guess I just want to know he is not curled up being spooned by somebody else.
But you know what? It is none of my business anymore.
He is a free man and entitled to roam the stables of single fillies. I just wish that Web 2.0 wasn’t around for me to keep checks on his progress.
With all my willpower left to muster, I must let go of scouring his Outlook calendar for non-work related meetings, checking on his Facebook pages and his friends. I have to cease being the cyber detective I have ashamedly become.
There are no clues to be gleaned. It is just over. I made the decision too. It is time to face up to facts.
Stalking only brings more questions, which will never be answered online. The Q&A session is only fully resolved in person. And failing that, it is up to me to fill in the blanks and move on.
With just one facial gesture, the questions are answered. No riddle there.
I could twitter about that…
posted by Zap at
7:30 pm
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