Sometimes it feels like nothing else hurts more than when someone else points out your mistakes. Gotta love friends.
Was sitting at work, minding my own business, working against the clock, when all-of-a-sudden, a message pops up on my iThingy. SoAndSo commented on your facebook photo. I recently uploaded a new picture, so figured it was a comment on that. I kid you not you guys, I dropped my iThingy out of my hands, and had to walk out of the room. I was hit hard with reality.
Here's the thing, to be honest, I haven't given one single thought to the photos that are on my Facebook. I don't look at them myself, so any photos up there, are ones put there over the last seven years or so. Today, I was forced to give it thought. I was faced with something nobody else had presented me with. I had to take photos down.
She meant no ill harm. She meant nothing bad. She pleasantly said You look so "in love" in this picture. Oh how I wish she wasn't talking about my favorite picture of JK and I. Oh how I wish it didn't hurt to look at it. Oh how I wish I didn't have to go through all the photos. Oh how I wish I had taken these down MONTHS ago.
Sometimes, I just want to say "Whatever" and ignore it. But I can't. I can't knowingly leave those photos up. And I can’t keep putting myself through this every time someone wants to comment on a picture. Maybe it’ll get easier, but for now, it’s not. Right now the wound is still very fresh. And if removing the
fork knife is the only way to heal the wound, then so be it.