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arguchik ([personal profile] arguchik) wrote2009-01-09 11:03 am

Facebook Stuff

Just lately I've been hearing from, or finding and friending, a bunch of people that I knew in high school or college and haven't seen or talked to since. It's raising some weird feelings for me...echoes of the insecurities and anxieties I felt on a daily basis while in high school, and that I battled with to a lesser but still significant degree in college. I'm not sure any of these people realized that I was battling such demons; over the ensuing years I have figured out that...while I think my private struggles are written plainly on my face--i.e. that my heart is on my sleeve--that is not how I am perceived by others. In other words, when I think I am in a very obviously shaky, vulnerable state, for some reason I come across as...cool and "together" (?!)...or something. I'm trying to say that people seem to perceive me as a much cooler customer than I actually am on the inside. I don't think my affect is exactly flat, but for some reason the extreme vulnerability and uncertainty that I feel inside sometimes, doesn't seem to project. And this isn't to imply that I am a perpetual walking raw nerve, I'm just talking about certain moments or periods in my life. Except that high school, and to a lesser extent college, were basically filled with such moments; back then I was a perpetual walking raw nerve. I think in high school everyone thought I was just an aloof, all over the map, nerdy-yet-slacker weird girl. I always felt slightly off, somehow, like I didn't belong, like I was always on the fringes of things, never an integral part of the group--even things that I was heavily involved in, like drama, track, or band.

Anyway, so far everyone has been really nice, friendly, and they all seem happy to hear from me--and I from them--but the feelings are still there, and unexpected, and unsettling. I just had one person confirm a friend request I sent to her, and from her profile I found another person that I was always friendly with, and sent him a friend request. And oddly...I'm just feeling really emotional about it. For a moment I was even on the verge of shedding a few tears. I feel echoes of that weird, scared girl; she's still in there, still not entirely certain that people like her or find her worth listening to or hanging around with. I think my experiences with the union a couple of years ago brought her closer to the surface, and now Facebook is jabbing her a little bit, and she still has access to the nerve endings and emotional pathways in this body I like to think is all mine.

Why is this happening? What is up with that? Anyone else out there experience anything like this? Maybe it's a normal thing that most people experience when they go to a HS reunion or something...only I've never gone to a reunion. To my knowledge, my graduating class hasn't had a reunion since 1995. If I were suddenly invited to one right now, I don't know if I'd want to go or not. A lot of the people I was friends with were from other classes--or they moved away or dropped out before graduation, thus wouldn't be on the invitee list for a reunion anyway.

[identity profile] swingchickie.livejournal.com 2009-01-09 08:13 pm (UTC)(link)
oh trust me, i'm with you 100%. i went to a teeny tiny high school, my graduating class was 26 (all girls)... we were all friendly, but there were still some pockets of girls who were closer than others. i was better friends with the class a year ahead of us, so when they graduated i had a very lonely senior year. now that everyone's on facebook, they're posting photos of events i was never at -- parties, everyone hanging out after the prom, trips to the shore, you name it. and i feel like i'm 17 again, totally out of the clique.

[identity profile] arguchik.livejournal.com 2009-01-12 08:28 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah...that. Also I'm just insecure about asking people to be friends with me.

[identity profile] lxbean.livejournal.com 2009-01-09 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
I have similar feelings and have written about them in the past. FB does bring up all that stuff, but in a muted, indirect sort of way. But they're worth thinking about, so maybe you can see this as an opportunity?

[identity profile] arguchik.livejournal.com 2009-01-12 08:30 am (UTC)(link)
Definitely seeing it as an opportunity, though sometimes I might wish that life didn't hand me quite so many such opportunities. LOL.

Feeling the chills walking up the spine

[identity profile] herazade.livejournal.com 2009-01-09 09:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Eerily familiar description of my late teens to now. I was very much the loner-nerd, who never fit in a clique, so friended people on the fringes of my high school class and so assumed no one was interested in getting to know me. Around 19-20 a switch flipped and I stopped caring about what others thought and got confidence but to this day scratch the surface enough and my insecurities pour out, tears included. I suspect this is not all that uncommon for girls/women. I blame puberty. those feelings started when my boobs started and settled down once everything was in place body-wise.

I doubt I'd go to my reunion, I care only in the vaguest sense about what happened to my friends.

Re: Feeling the chills walking up the spine

[identity profile] arguchik.livejournal.com 2009-01-12 08:37 am (UTC)(link)
Puberty was huge, for sure. Every kid's brain gets completely rewired during puberty, so we all go insane there for a little while; but I think it is tougher on most girls, just because there's so much pressure to fit into an unrealistic, extremely narrow norm. I'm finding that changes in my body as I get older are producing a similar effect, unfortunately. Can't wait for menopause....

Re: Feeling the chills walking up the spine

[identity profile] herazade.livejournal.com 2009-01-12 11:04 pm (UTC)(link)
And thus the movie War games answers our dilemna. The only winning strategy is not to play. I ignore what is normal and live in my own little fantasy world were I'm the Queen of France, there is also a spaceship and
many superpowers. It works well for me, we can discuss more in person.

[identity profile] alice-at-night.livejournal.com 2009-01-10 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
My high school alumni group on facebook sent out a non-class specific "Hey everyone, lets get together at a particular BAR or DEC 26 at 9PM." I was home visiting the folks and decided to stop by. And you know, it turned out to be quite nice. I was recognized, chatted with people from adjacent classes, pretended to remember people from my class, got home after midnight - bunch of photos on facebook now proving a good time was had by all. Drinking & other non-alumni populating the bar helped.

I find I don't care much now that I was a misfit in High School. But I didn't care much then either. Just occasionally. Deciding not to care really works, and I decided that during my difficult jr high years. I highly recommend it.

what I mostly find odd is that I don't even remember most these people and they seem to remember me. But maybe the not remembering is also a result of the not caring.

[identity profile] arguchik.livejournal.com 2009-01-12 08:39 am (UTC)(link)
LOL--yeah, deciding not to care. When I was going through my divorce, and for a long time afterward, I felt that way. I still do for the most part. I am what I am, and if someone doesn't like me as-is, that's OK; there are other people in the world who do like me as-is, and more importantly I like me as-is. Every now and then those old insecurity switches get flipped, though.

[identity profile] alice-at-night.livejournal.com 2009-01-10 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
ps Portland on the 18th?

[identity profile] arguchik.livejournal.com 2009-01-12 08:26 am (UTC)(link)
Yes, we're planning on it! Looking forward to seeing you.