She requested me as a friends earlier in the week, and I can't bring myself to click confirm. I know I can't very well go on forever ignoring her request, and this is going to make me sound like the Worlds Worst Daughter (which I believe I hold that crown), but I don't want to friend my mom.
The issue doesn't lie in having someone of my mother's age as a friend on facebook. Yes, it was designed for my generation (it launched in 2004, after all, and was only open to students with a .edu email address) and yes, I have many "friends" on facebook who are my mom's age and older, so that's not the issue.
The issue is, my mom and I don't have a great relationship. Never will you catch us chatting into the night and playing with each others hair. We don't have that mother-daughter relationship, because frankly, more times than I can count, our relationship roles have been reversed. I have been the one giving motherly advise, and she is the one behaving irresponsibly.
On the average, I talk to my mom maybe once a week. I tell myself this is because our schedules don't mesh (heck, these days my schedule doesn't mesh with any one's schedule) but really I don't trust her, so I try not to talk to her.
Now, I don't publish incredibly person stuff on facebook, but the little that I do put up on there, I don't want her seeing. She gets all weird and all up in my business, and it's just easier to remove that.
The other issue, not quite as heavy as the first, is that somehow, I have been given the job of Johnson Family Tech Guru. Anything involving electronics, and it's my job to either a) learn how they work or b) fix them when someone has broken them.
I know, when I eventually speak to my mother, she will want me to sit down and show her how to use facebook. Which I do not want to do, because you shouldn't be signing up for an account if you can't figure out how to use it. I'll have to explain these fancy things to her like a "wall" and how to send a private message, because from what I can already tell, she's written something too personal on someone else's wall. Heaven help us.
So in the mean time, I'll continue to let my cursor hover over "confirm" and dread the day I click it.
1 comment:
Having my parents checking out my facebook page and my blog is the worst thing ever!
The weird thing is that there's nothing that I'm posting that I mind them seeing...(its not like there are pictures of me partying or doing stuff like that) Its just that they can't see it without bugging me about it.
Oy! Leave me be. I'm a grown ass woman!
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