UPDATED: Getting naked in front of my friends

Gotcha didn’t I? I don’t mean physically naked. It’s so much more than that. I got emotional naked in front of my personal friends on Facebook.

It may have been totally unexpected to some, (though I’m sure a small handful had their suspicions). It’s kinda like the token creepy guy in a brown trench coat walking up to you and quickly opening his coat – standing there in all his glory.

I certainly didn’t expose myself just to get a reaction. It is so much easier to stay silent and pretend to be “normal”.

I did it because I can’t ask others to do what I’m too afraid to do myself. I plan to update this in about a week or so. I have 167 Facebook friends. I wonder if that number will decrease? My husband assured me that if it does, those people didn’t matter anyway. I couldn’t ask for a more supportive spouse. Consider this a social experiment of sorts …


3 days after post: One friend down. I really don’t care enough to try to figure out who. 11 Likes and one big fight with a family member.

All around, pretty disheartening response.

I’m not certain what I was looking for but this certainly was not it. It all seems fairly in line with my experiences to date – which is more than a little unsettling. I looked around Facebook and trivial motivational “share me” posts far and above received more response. Once again I’m left feeling a sense of rejection.

Why do I subject myself to this?

I had hoped those I consider close to me would appreciate the candor. Once again, I was wrong.

To stop the bleeding, I deleted the post.

3 Comments Add yours

  1. fishrobber says:

    First-time visitor … I guess you really learn who your friends are, right? I’ve never been brave enough to “go naked” on Fakebook, There are a few real-life people who know about my bipolar, but I don’t advertise the fact on social media. If I did make it public, I would expect the same response as you received, as in no response at all, because people on Fakebook don’t know what to say when confronted with the truth about someone. The only thing I have done which might give someone a clue is post some of my depressing poetry, which gets no response at all. Either the poems are bad or people just want to look the other way.


    1. It took me a long time to open up like that and I hesitated up to the last possible second. Sometimes I doubted I ever would share. The simple fact is people log on to Facebook to see how “happy” everyone else is. Rather than have to tackle a sensitive situation, they just scroll by and pretend they didn’t see anything. I really didn’t expect a landslide of support. I have, however, heard from two friends in just the past few days who had been dealing with other mental illnesses alone. Being able to listen to them and help them cope was really worth it all. We are strong, my friend, much stronger than anyone ever gives us credit for. Thanks for visiting. Hope to hear from you again soon.


    2. And poetry is never bad if it’s written from the depths of a person. Keep writing. Don’t let the bastards get you down!


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