Let's Have a Conversation...

I've been away for longer than I intended. I thought I'd step back for a hot minute and it turned out to be much longer. But I also haven't had a lot to say. I've been writing. I've been working. I've been handling the shit Life has tossed at me. Something happened last week and I wanted to have a conversation.

There isn't a lot I share about my personal life on social media. Am I single? Am I married? Do I have kids? Do I not? If I passed you on the street, would you know me? Do you think you really know me simply because I post my thoughts or share memes that touch my heart? Please don't make assumptions like that! Unless we have had real conversations about the things in our lives that really matter, please don't ever think you truly know me.

So, I follow a page on Facebook. I love this page for the way it uplifts me and other women. It helps with my self-esteem issues. 

I made a comment. I make a lot of comments on the various posts. I even got bold enough to share a photo of myself on that page. And the one comment that got a reaction was one I made about my divorce. 

I had three guys message me. One asked if I could talk to him about how I got up the nerve to leave. The other two wanted things I just wouldn't provide them. I accepted the one message request and said "Hi!" 

I'm always up for helping people if I can. My story is simply my story. However, it what I've been through can help someone, I'm willing to share my survival. Then, this person sent me a picture. Of his dick! Uhm...I was on my lunch break at work. That wasn't what I wanted or needed to see. I mean, I understand he's proud of it, but from a female who has seen more impressive, I can't understand why. I thought about my response for a few minutes before I actually messaged him back. 

My first reaction was to immediately block his ass. My second response was to make a snarky, biting comment. The last response was the one I went with. I told him that I really didn't appreciate the picture. I, then, explained very nicely how I don't measure a man's worth on the size of what is in his pants. I think there are better qualities to measure a man's worth by. I went on to explain that as much I try not to judge people, I was judging him very harshly on the fact that instead of asking about me or asking about my story, he thought sending me that picture was acceptable social behavior. 

Then, I blocked his ass. 

For the men out there, trust me when I tell you that any dick pics you send us, we share with our girlfriends and usually have a good laugh over. (#TrueStory) Never said it was the right thing to do. However, if you think for a moment that women don't have conversations about this shit, you'd be wrong.
Also, please stop and think for a moment before you do something stupid.

My point to this rant is this: Never presume that because you read something a person posts on social media that you know them. I made a comment about my divorce, but that doesn't mean that I'm still single. Doesn't mean I'm not. Just means that I am divorced. Never think a woman wants to see your junk. Unless she specifically says, "Hey, show me what you got!" DON'T send that picture. 

We are all human beings worthy of respect and love. Just like most people only share their happy moments on social media, please don't think that people share every piece of their life. 
You want to get to know someone? Have a conversation. Never think you know them because of a post or picture you've seen.
Have a blessed week! Stay healthy and wash your hands. Be kind to one another.

Social Media and the Downfall of Gemma K.

Until 5 years ago, I didn't have a computer. I had to travel into town to visit the library if I needed information. Looking back, I'm not sure exactly what I did with my time without a computer. LOL

Now, I have a desktop, a laptop, my husband's laptop, a Kindle Fire, and an iPad. It's like a disease. Technology runs our lives and it is damn scary.

When the computer came to our house, it was old, but it worked. We got it hooked up and I vowed to stay away from social media. I caved and joined Facebook because my family is spread all over the country. It was a really cool way to keep up with the events of their lives and see their pictures.

Now, I'm published and I've become a social media 'ho. I went from having one Facebook page for my personal stuff to having 3 FB pages (personal, professional, book series) plus I'm admin on 2 other FB pages. PLUS, you have to figure in my Pinterest page, my Goodreads page, my website, Google+, this blog, and Twitter. 

Today, a friend asked if anyone was on the new Myspace. *sigh* She lured me to the dark side with the promise of booze and chocolate. Yes, I've now added Myspace to my list of social media haunts.

*steps up to podium and taps the mic* Good evening, my name is Gemma K. Murray and I'm a social media whore! 

I cannot believe how much my life has changed in the last few years, but 2012 changed my life in so many ways. The evil of social media has invaded my life and has taken over. I'm going to have to get out the whips and chair so I can back the evil into a corner. I need to learn how to control IT and not let it control ME.

If you don't hear from me for a few days, come looking for me...I may need to be rescued!