I live in a country where people don’t always show their feelings. So every time I go to Italy, a wave of emotions hits me like a wall the moment I get off the plane.
You have to know that my family always thought of me as being too “German” (as in cold and reserved)…You get the picture!
The same emotional wave hit me again in Verona last week when I picked up the Italian issue of Vanity Fair.
It features an article dripping with anxiety and emotional pain over Facebook.
The author writes about her reluctance to surf Facebook for fear of seeing the profiles of the people who have hurt her most in life.
She lists a woman who was the love interest of someone she fancied in high school. And a French guy who kissed her one night years ago and did not even bother to say “hi” the next day.
I don’t know you…but I am extremely intrigued by the role that Facebook is playing is helping people get in touch with their past and process different experiences.
Since I blogged about my “reunion” with Melania, I have had people telling me stories about making peace with friends and relatives on Facebook after many years.
If you have a Facebook story packed with emotions…please write to me.
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Not exactly packed with emotions, but I did manage to convince a former friend to re-establish contact with me (after two years of not replying to my emails), by posting a message to her on a mutual friend’s wall…
This really worked. After 2 years! Can you share what the message said?