I have been using Facebook and texting and to a very minor extent, email, to communicate about Chad’s death, his afterparty, mynfeelings about it, travel details - in a nutshell, everything.
However today, the day before the party-that’s-actually-a-fucking-funeral which occurred to me with the force of a freight train hitting me full on yesterday, I decided that I don’t want to communicate with anyone about anything. Period. Except the people I am staying with, and my immediate family. Period. I wrote that on Facebook and that I was taking a 100% hiatus until at least Sunday probably Monday and even possibly longer. Out of respect for chad, my beloved. So please. Please. Leave me alone. I am going into seclusion.
I said very specifically - don’t post. Don’t email me. Don’t text me. Don’t call me. Don’t fb message me.
i shit you not, 30 SECONDS after I posted that I get a text starting ”I saw your facebook post but I wanted to say real quick before you go offline ...." Before? I ALREADY WENT OFFLINE and you are interrupting me by texting me.
Then my phone started dinging like crazy with notifications that people were messaging me on facebook. Within 3 minutes of my post specifically asking people not to do that. My phone rang twice and they left messages (that I did not listen to of course).
I rapdily just deleted the entire facebook app and messenger entirely off my phone, my iPad and blocked the site from my computer using my blocking software so it would stop popping up on my computer too.
What. The. Actual. Fuck.
Newsflash: when a grieving widow says "leave me alone" here's the translation for the reading impaired
LEAVE HER THE FUCK ALONE.
A fuller translation: SHE IS ASKING FOR SPACE SO FOR GOD'S GIVE IT TO HER.
You know that "if there's anything I can do for you" you said? Well she just asked. She asked to leave her alone. So for fuck's sake. Leave her alone.
End of public service announcement