Facebook profile games can be real 'debby downers'

For those of you who know me, not much gets me down.

I guess that's why people who see me don't realize I still have my mourning & grieving moments for Mom. Much of the time I am in a good mood, smile on my face, and life continues--because that's the way Mom taught me to live.

And the recent Facebook games have not gotten me down.

But when they start going around, they do initially, for 3 seconds, piss me off.

A few weeks ago, there was a 'game' where you had to change your profile picture to your celebrity look-a-like. Since no one has ever told me I look like someone famous, or some cool athlete....well.....this directive could send someone who is unstable or in therapy to the bottle.


This week, those people at Facebook came up with the bright idea to change your profile picture to a picture of you with your husband/boyfriend /significant other--for Valentine's Week. And I supposed if I had a boyfriend or husband, I would have jumped on the bandwagon. I'm keeping my picture of Mom and me up there in honor or this charade.

A true double-edged sword for those of us who apparently are too plain, too plump, too boring, or too 'something' to have a boyfriend. I shake my head all the time saying 'I am much better looking than she is, so why does she have a husband?' And then I look at her husband and understand. She settled. He settled. I REFUSE to settle for something less just to have someone.

I'm ok with this right now. But for those who see their shrink a few times a week, these reindeer games garner very low self-esteem and could push someone over the Hope Memorial Bridge feeling very hopeless.