A few months ago I started to think that Facebook was bad for my self-esteem.
I've been on Facebook for a couple of years now and used it intermittently. You know Bloggers, we'll try any new social media platform that comes along. But over the last few months, it seems that half of my high school graduating class has popped up on Facebook and tossed me into the Facebook Time Warp.
I'm not the only one who's noticed the Time Warp. It's not just happening to me. I chalk it up to the fact that the 20 year mark is coming up for many of us. It's nice to know what you're getting into before you show up at the class reunion and discover that you're the only 38 year old living in your parents' basement, playing Atari, and still trying to figure out what the hell you want to do with your life.
I guess the point is to "reconnect" with old classmates. The problem I have is that looking through those photos from prom in 1988 and homecoming in 1989 make me feel like I'm 16 all over again. In some ways this is good. It reminds me how far I've come emotionally over the last 20 years. But in some ways it's bad. All those insecurities and imagined or real slights and humiliations that created way too much angst in high school, come rolling back.
And then there are the ghosts of boyfriends past.
