So I half-woke up at some ungodly hour this morning only to glance at my phone to see I had a new friend request & corresponding message on Facebook. Who was it from? Oh, just my ex-boyfriend from 4 years ago. Because it was so early and I was only semi-conscious, I decided to not even look at it until I was fully awake.
The message was innocent enough “Hey haven’t heard from you in a while, what’s going on?” or something to that effect. But I immediately knew I was not responding to that and declining his friend request. I really don’t understand people. If you have a miserable breakup with a person, go on to have a child with some other woman (and break up, I’m assuming since his status said ‘Single’) what makes you think that original person wants to be with you or to talk to you? I’m sorry, just no. I’m not one to complain or “blast” someone on the internet, but seriously. What makes you even think I want to see your face at all?
Also, can we talk about how maternity pictures are a just no? Because they are. I mean, I kind of get how it’s beautiful and sweet because there’s a squishy mess of limbs and crap inside your enormous stomach… but having 1,238,190,581 of them and posting them ALL to Facebook? Just no. Just explain to me why in the world would you want pictures of you at your largest? You aren’t going to look back on them and think “oh I looked like such a goddess!” – you’re going to think “God that day I had the worst gas and my ankles are the size of beach balls. And I was craving buffalo chicken ice cream.” If you want to get them done, I obviously can’t stop you. But post ONE. Maybe a second with the baby daddy. But that’s it. No more. No one cares except for you.
This also applies to engagement pictures. We get it. He took out a loan to buy a circle of metal & stone (that you probably won’t have forever since chances are you’ll be divorced at some point). I don’t need to see you making out under a tree and then by a stream and then some macro focus shot of heart hands or the rings on your dog’s nose. Quit it.
Happy Monday everyone.