It was bound to happen, but for some reason, it took me by surprise.
The phone call from my daughter was a welcome one. After weeks of tension, of hurt feelings and jangled nerves, we were finally back on speaking terms. I whispered a prayer of thanks that our relationship was healing. And then, “Mom, I’m sorry you are no longer connected to me on facebook. It’s best for our relationship. And for me. My staff did not need to see the things you sometimes post about our relationship in your blog”.
I automatically murmured my assent, “Okay”.
But, wait, what? Did I understand her correctly? I was being unfriended?
Unfriended – the ultimate social media insult. The internet equivalent of being dissed. The web 2.0 version of being given the finger.
My child actually unfriended me. Unfriended ME; her own flesh and blood. Her maternal progenitor who brought her into the world in pain and suffering.
Oh no she DI’NT!
At the end of our conversation, I hung up the phone stunned. I was actually wounded, then incensed. I wanted to unfriend her right back. But, I am the mother. I am the mature one. And I can’t remember the instructions she once gave me on how to do so.
Damn old age.
My daughter is the social media consultant for my business and I can just envision my next to-do list for her:
- Create a Pinterest site
- Update my Linked In photo
- Unfriend yourself
Just doesn’t quite have the zing I imagined.
It seems as if I must endure the remainder of my life being unfriends with my daughter.
In the wise fashion of matriarchs all over the globe, I know there is a lesson here. I know I will grow personally, spiritually from this experience. I know my wounded heart will heal. But I also know to embrace the moment. And right at this moment, all I can think of is:
OMG, the little hussy unfriended me. SMH.
Photo Credit
‘Unfriend – I don’t like you anymore’ – by mcdarius – Some Rights Reserved
First Posted At Journey of a Grown up Black Woman
I just unfriended my daughter today. Was one of the hardest things I ever did. It hurt me just to click the button. But, at this point she has already shut us out of her life and blocked me on her phone because she is extremely disrespectful towards us and is doing things she shouldn’t and she doesn’t like being told that she needs to change anything. One minute she will tell me how everything is our fault and say all of these hurtful things and the next she is on facebook posting about something random as if nothing ever happened. I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to do it.
I was unfriended by both my kids; it happened when I was diagnosed with cancer. No one knew how bad the cancer was or the hell that I would and have gone through. I couldn’t use my computer as it was not working while I was going through the hardest part of treatment. I am in early recovery, so when I went on facebook to find out what was happening with friends and family, I realize that in their minds I had already died. I know there is a lesson in this and I always believe things happen for a reason, as well, this too shall pass.
OMG this just happened to me. I feel exactly the same way.
Oh, yes, I understand completely. My son unfriended me because I asked him why he didn’t answer his phone. To make matters worse someone told me that my one daughter in law was posting things so I could not see them. My feelings got hurt so I unfriended her and my son and now they won’t friend me back. I know. It’s my fault on this one. And the last one that really was the first one is that the son who unfriended me for asking him a question – well, his wife never would friend me. But she friended her parents, her sisters, her aunts, brothers, him….but said she’d rather deal with me over email….as if I get many of those….so, FB is hurtful and I wish I could care less. But I have a way I get even – I can still see their stupid posts, but the hurtful thing is that they don’t want to communicate with me on FB. As if I can’t see their posts indeed!!!!!
As a mother I feel sympathy. If only children knew how much we care about their opinions of us.