How Facebook Engagement Announcements Cause A Brief Mind F*ck

So, you have had a GREAT single “me-day”… for your eighty-first day in a row… You plop down on your sofa because you are pretty exhausted from just carrying your new office desk (which you still have to put together like some sort of lumber jack) or 25 bags of groceries up four stories of stairs to your one-bedroom apartment in only one trip because YOU ARE SPARTA! You then decide to open Facebook, forgetting the current epidemic.. And hoop, there it is… “Life Event: Bob and Sally are now engaged!”  The roller coaster of emotions begins…

  1. Programmed Reaction: Awww, good for them!
  2. Real Reaction: I mean….it’s their fucking funeral.
  3. Examining Reaction: Wait, they are two years younger than I am.
  4. Hypothesis Reaction: She must be pregnant.
  5. Preventative Reaction: I better open a bottle or four bottles of wine tonight, again.
  6. Stone Cold Lie to Yourself Reaction: I’m so free, I love my life #blessed.
  7. I Am Not Alone Reaction: You know what… I wonder if my friends have seen this shit.
  8. Reassuring You Aren’t the Only One Reaction: *Texts Groupme* “Another one bites the dust” *Friends chime in “yeah so ridiculous”* Except for the friends who are in a relationship, who then respond with: “Hey, what’s everyone doin tonight??”
  9. Using Others Misfortune to Feel Better Reaction:  Well, I have at least 3 other friends who will be single for awhile so I’m good… It’s fine… I’m fine… Especially Becky, if I don’t get married before her then I will start to actually worry.
  10. Oh Shit Reaction: What was that Becky?  Oh, you and Jared are official? Oh my god!! Sooo exciting! …. shit…
  11. Can’t Convince Yourself to Feel Better So Start Using Scientific Data Reaction: *Starts going over statistics in head about divorce rate*
  12. Reassurance Reaction: Yeah… no… I am fine because once I do get married/find any sort of contender at all, we will never get divorced.
  13. Make Your Life Seems Better Off Reaction: Poor girl can’t have fun anymore, she is all tied down.
  14. Reality Setting In Reaction: Wait, what the hell am I going to do tonight?  I have just drank a full bottle of wine and I cant waste a “tipsy” on just staying in.
  15. Reality Fully Set Reaction: I’m so alone.
  16. Conclusion Reaction:  Whatever, I am going out without them and am going to bring back some crazy stories/ maybe if I go out I will find someone to marry.
  17. Just Kidding I’m Already Drunk Reaction:

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Facebook Engagement Announcements: I am sure you will be receiving a “Thank You” card from Chateau St. Michelle Vineyards very soon.

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ashleybratton Wondering who the heck I am? Well I’m just a girl wondering: “What in the world a blog is?!” Okay, “tell something about myself”… I am a 23 year old, St. Charles, Missouri native who just finished living in Seattle, WA for a year and is currently living in Austin, Texas. I have forgotten where commas are appropriate and where they are not and I have working in construction to blame for that. I have danced and played soccer all my life and I think I did every intramural sport I could sign up for in college, which was University of Central Missouri for me. GO MULES! Yes… Mules. I went to high school at THE St. Dominic, where upon graduation I was elected into a position that carried much responsibility and enormous dedication when my class awarded me with the highly prestigious and highly sought after title of… “Class Clown.” A moment I would brand as the pinnacle of my high school career although my guidance counselor did not seem to agree considering she “strongly suggested” I take it off the headline of my resume/completely off my resume all together. I have a difficulty believing that people care to take their time to read what I have to say. Especially, because of how all over the place I am. I go from diving deep into my faith into the next day completely questioning it, and from having the times of my life feeling like the happiest girl to feeling completely down…really down and dark and depressed, and from (as Queen Bey) would say “feelin’ myself” to looking in the mirror and absolutely hating what is staring back at me. So, if you are confused by what you are reading just know it’s not your fault. It is because you are reading something by a confused girl, a confused girl who loves run-on sentences! And of course, I will add in funny stories that have happened to me along the way, stories that have caused people to say to me, “I wish you would write a book.” I am a very awkward human and apparently awkward situations follow awkward humans. Disclaimer: I have no set theme for this site. I am just going to write as if I am journaling and talking to myself and if it reaches or touches one person out there… then mission accomplished. A pivotal part of my life is the organization I formed in college called Ladies Inspiring Versatility (LIV). I will dedicate a blog post that goes into more detail about this organization. Long story short, the mission of LIV is to help build confidence in young women and give them a place to call home. Once a week, we have meetings aimed at building confidence in themselves, schoolwork, campus involvement, networking and in others. We also do events outside of our weekly meetings, such as; volunteering in our community, formals, BBQs (we are Midwesterners after all) and events with other organizations, and the biggest event… Homecoming! (remember, we are ignoring my grammar) In this site, I am stripping down, “getting naked” and completely opening up with things that I have kept inside of me for my whole life, all in hopes to maybe helping someone out there going through some of the same things. Getting naked just for you. So, if I didn’t already scare you away… Come on and come read my crazy.

2 thoughts on “How Facebook Engagement Announcements Cause A Brief Mind F*ck”

  1. It might not be too late to audition for SAturday Night Live? Always thought you needed to be in that show but now thinking or the skit writer!

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