When I started on Facebook, July 1, 2007, I was living in the middle of nowhere(Whiting, NJ) with my parents, who were happy to have me but depressing when you're almost 38. No possible romantic developments, a job delivering for Domino's Pizza, an occasional karaoke night, somewhere on the Jersey Shore, feeling down and depressed most of the time and had no contact with any friends from the past at all. Just me and my folks, and my Domino's co-workers(who are really good people, by the way. This is not a knock on them) and I was 230 lbs and felt like crap.
To come from there, to where I am now, I live in Stuyvesant Town, which is where I always wanted to live when I was growing up(sorry Village View folks), I have a wonderful lady to date now, who I will discuss in another post, I'm in classes to take the test to be a real estate agent, plus working for an internet start-up and DJ-ing on weekends, I feel energized and excited about things now, I have over 800 friends on Facebook, and I've lost 60 lbs. is a testament to not just my willpower to succeed or tremendous good luck, it's those Facebook friends who were supportive and caring and generous and behind me over these last few years. I went from not wanting to go to any reunions, out of shame and feeling like an underachiever, to being the organizer. This doesn't happen without wonderful people helping me see the light. Yes, I've pissed a few people off and had a few accuse me of stalking them, but that is the cost of being aggressive in trying to get people together. Not everyone will like or understand me. That's ok, It's part of life and I can accept it. If I've helped one person directly or indirectly by being so involved, it's all worth it. Everyone have a great 4th of July weekend. I sure will, for a change! :)
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