Always nice to know it's not just you
One of my friends tweeted an "Oh, God, why is this me?!?" link to this article from EYE WEEKLY.
I found the whole thing like listening to a really good tarot card reader describe my life to me. Some things were more spot-on than others, but I definitely found this this amusing in light of recent events:
"Twentysomethings are also inundated with constant but mostly empty communication, as the increasingly primary social sphere exists online instead of real life. Nothing could be more alienating to someone in the midst of a crisis than a tool like Facebook. Says James, 'All sorts of half-forgotten acquaintances and abandoned friendships reappear in this spreadsheet of potential reasons to feel terrible about yourself. If you’re as petty as I am, you spend a lot of Facebook time gauging your own feelings of inadequacy in direct relation to other people’s success. All these people you couldn’t give a shit about a couple of years ago are now these omnipresent benchmarks and counterpoints to measure against whatever you have or haven’t got going on in your life.' "
Noooo, never done that at allllll....
I suppose that while I tweet and blog and draw, there is always some carrion comfort to draw from realizing that part of your malaise is shared by a generation of similarly struggling people.
As the article says in the end: "'There is life on the other side of this, and it’s actually a pretty good one. Growing up may be hard to do, but in the end, the gains outweigh the losses.' In other words: it might just be time to grow the fuck up."
Not quite Jerry's Final Thoughts, but food for thought.
I found the whole thing like listening to a really good tarot card reader describe my life to me. Some things were more spot-on than others, but I definitely found this this amusing in light of recent events:
"Twentysomethings are also inundated with constant but mostly empty communication, as the increasingly primary social sphere exists online instead of real life. Nothing could be more alienating to someone in the midst of a crisis than a tool like Facebook. Says James, 'All sorts of half-forgotten acquaintances and abandoned friendships reappear in this spreadsheet of potential reasons to feel terrible about yourself. If you’re as petty as I am, you spend a lot of Facebook time gauging your own feelings of inadequacy in direct relation to other people’s success. All these people you couldn’t give a shit about a couple of years ago are now these omnipresent benchmarks and counterpoints to measure against whatever you have or haven’t got going on in your life.' "
Noooo, never done that at allllll....
I suppose that while I tweet and blog and draw, there is always some carrion comfort to draw from realizing that part of your malaise is shared by a generation of similarly struggling people.
As the article says in the end: "'There is life on the other side of this, and it’s actually a pretty good one. Growing up may be hard to do, but in the end, the gains outweigh the losses.' In other words: it might just be time to grow the fuck up."
Not quite Jerry's Final Thoughts, but food for thought.