11062375_10153211640919485_8290547343802991289_nSometimes I ask myself, “Can you remove yourself from the public eye? What has social media done to you?”

Every experience has become a photo op, a story to tell. Who says anyone is even interested? Yet we do it, don’t we? Follow the ‘stories’ of friends and family and total strangers. Gossip and argue and wonder and watch – like a reality show or a soap opera. We are addicted to it.

As a writer, as a ‘life’ chronicler, I am addicted. I admit it. Drives certain friends of my mine bonkers. Sorry, guys. My name is Karen and I’m addicted to social media.

When I was first introduced to the world wide web, my world was cracked open. I had spent the vast majority of my life hidden away in books, avoiding social activities as often as I could. By 1998, I had been dealing with Panic Disorder for over a dozen years. That particular beast had me by the throat and virtually housebound and in my cave by the time the internet came around. And in that computer I found others like me. I found me.

I’ve met so many fascinating people, gone on so many adventures – all because of social media. So, if you think I’m telling you this because I’m about to say I’m going to take a break from Facebook, you’re wrong.

I’m all about the stories. And this is mine. Hey, you don’t have to read it or even be interested in it. It’s the telling part that I enjoy. And trust me, I’m keeping the really good stuff to myself. But only because certain key characters would KILL me. lol