I am probably one of the people
Sigmund is referring to. That happens with me a lot.
For me, it's not a choice between what's better or more fun. My IRL people are on FB, so when I drop into a Jen Hole and can't manage socialization across several platforms, FB is the last to go. Why?
Because dropping out of FB has real-life consequences, like people with each other's phone numbers discussing what a mess I am and how I probably need professional help (which I have) and how I shouldn't have had that last kid (should any of have had *any* of our kids, really?) and how my poor husband has to put up with so much and deserves better (that part is true.) Then they use my husband's phone number, and mine to "straighten things out."
The calls and messages start, sticky sweet at first. Then pointed, and then *angry* because I didn't respond properly to the original platitudes.
People here have my contact info, but no one has ever been a jerk to me. I've been checked in on, and had my heart warmed. And, I had one disastrous incident where I dropped the ball on someone and still don't think I've apologized enough (I'm so sorry, I still think about what a mess I made of things.)
So, when things go sideways, unless the whole program has become a burning skeleton on the sh¡theap, I fake it on Facebook. And, FB Jen is the real Jen. FB Jen is funny like me, cares about the same issues I do, loves her family like I do, and makes fun of current events like I do, but you never see her sweat (what commercial is that?)
That's what's going on with me when I'm there and not here. I didn't choose them over you. You're just not @$$holes to me when I'm not around. You could be if you wanted, I suppose. PM me for my deets.
Smooch!