2010. The year of relationships no one can seem to get over either.
But why? Why is that? What is keeping everyone stuck on 2010?
Honestly, I blame Facebook.
Facebook, the socializing whore. She's to blame.
In 2010 Facebook got real and everyone was on board. Things were new and exciting and if we didn't already have an account we were starting a new one with new friendships...and new relationships. Relationships that linger in our in-boxes and timelines and photo albums. Are we too lazy too let go, or too afraid? Those photos linger in our faces and then a comment tills the soil of our emotions as the photos pop back up in our news feeds.
Can't we just get passed it?
And maybe that's the issue. We are so stuck in this social media frenzy of Twitter and Facebook and now Instagram that we just can't seem to let go. And when one does, the other holds on and then there is this cluster fuck of emotions and friends and social media that is fucking with everyone.
And they all want to be back in 2010 when things were naively simple and those things were new and exciting and not really a part of our lives but at the same time totally were.
And now those things and those relationships linger and we don't know how to part ways. Before it was "delete their number"...done. Now it's "delete their Instagram, delete their Twitter, delete them and their friends". It's clearing out about 45% of what you had so excitedly taken part of and added. And had there not been all these social connections all you would have is the simple awkward run-ins and meet ups and not the knowing of "relationship statuses" or tagged photos.
Or, in your mind, all the good times you're missing out on.
We are fucking with ourselves! We linger and dwell and though we might not think so, someone in the relationship is still tagged in those photos and still reminded of them every so often and of course it was of some awesome happy memory, why else would you post it. So feelings come back and then texts are sent and some are not returned then Facebook and Instagram stalking takes place and feelings are hurt and we need to fucking save ourselves from ourselves! It's a wonder we haven't all gone mad. Or is it we have just become accustomed in the past 3 years?
Accustomed to the all-knowing. Information overload. Emotional over-stimulus. Accustomed to the realities of Facebook and how the once magical moments of something new and exciting has become something of a drudgery and a manipulation and an all-consuming awareness of you and everyone else's actions. We're all fucked up and it's because we crave knowing and controlling. That's why reality shows and call-in shows do so well, WE want to be the ones to control what happens. That's why break ups suck...there is no control over someone wanting you.
So back to 2010. That happy time right before the market crashed and destroyed all our dreams. When we were still in college and shit didn't matter and we were carefree and things were fun. Life isn't as fun any more. Life is real. Except for Facebook. Facebook is not real, but we pretend it is and we Instagram and Pinterest our lives away in hopes of making it into some fantasy that doesn't really exist (please check your reality here: http://pinstrosity.blogspot.com/).
We just want to be loved and adored by everyone. We all want to be stars. We all had our 15 min of fame and that was wonderful, but fleeting. Now we are in the "jumped shark" of our days on these sites, clinging to things that were never really ours, the fame that we thought we had actually acquired. Like being the hot new girl at school, just to find out you are just an Average Joe, but for that short period of time, you were something. In 2010, you were on your way. You could do it. Now you're just clinging to a time when we had hopes and dreams and nothing would bring us down.
Welcome to 2013. The year of reality. The year of rebounding the fuck out of 2010. We have had 3 years to cope, now it's time to get over it. Get over those relationships and those dashed dreams and the reality that college might have been the greatest time of your life. Now get over it. Do something else now. Get out of 2010 and live in 2013. If you don't get passed your past, you'll never appreciate the future. Unless you make a time machine, then that shit's legit and we're gonna party like it's whatever the hell year we want it to be.
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