Sometimes Facebook is the devil

I wrote this last week before I decided to stop myself from looking.

I have been having a great week.  I’m happy and my heart is healing.  So then what possessed me to check out P’s facebook page? Seeing a family picture with her fake smiling as always. It’s completely looney tunes/bonkers! She’s one of those people that pretends everything is perfect, even with her marriage on the rocks, her daughter being thrown out of 8th grade, etc. As long as it looks good to others, who cares if everyone’s miserable?

I detest fakeness. Just be how you really are! Don’t pretend to be all sweet and happy in front of others, then be a miserable bitch to your family.

Why can’t people own their crazy, good and bad? When did being honest and authentic go out of style? I love to laugh and am generally a happy go lucky person. But I won’t pretend to be happy if I’m upset, angry or miserable.

He looked uncomfortable and not happy. But not as miserable as he has been. I guess pretending everything is wonderful isn’t as easy as it used to be. I actually feel sorry for the poor bastard.