Would People Rather See You Sad Than Happy?

Living Life

Many of us thought that fb became a venue for people who want to show/brag things off. Even the simplest thing, most common food, blurred pictures, feeling this-and-that, and the sort of stuff that for us are simply irrelevant but are still posted/shared for all the world to see.

I admit, I once guilty of getting pissed off by these "little things" until I myself turned into a bonafide fb addict. I post almost anything I can think of. If I don't control myself, I have this tendency to update my status every millisecond. Seriously. Why I control? It's not that I care about what people think or say. It's just that I always remember what I used to think about frequent posting of irrelevant (at least for other people) status updates.

Then one day I realized why I turned to fb to express some of my thoughts and feelings. I used it as my medium to let the people who I thought care about me, from my hometown, know my whereabouts, which is why I post happy pictures, inspiring quotes, interesting things (at least for me), mostly about positivity. I tried to avoid sharing anything sad or anything about loneliness (which, by the way, is common during weekends),except homesickness, because I don't want them to worry. Weekend getaways became my antidote for loneliness/homesickness.

What I failed to see is the effect of these innocent, pure fun, weekend/holiday get-aways/out-of-town trips to people who I thought were reasonable. I appreciate being given the benefit of the doubt or asked for some clarifications instead of being misunderstood or condemned. Is it because I was seen being happy and having fun? So, would people rather see you sad than happy? Would that make them feel good about themselves?
Is it because I'm always with male office-mates? Should I let the world know that there are only 2 female employees in our company, and I am one of the 2? Should I not travel, or refuse invitations of "de-stressing/unwinding" (as we call it) activities with my male office-mates, who I consider family, because I am the only female in the group? In other words, should I limit myself to enjoy life because I will be with male companions?

I don't care what other people say and think. I don't need to explain myself. This is my life. I will live it the way I want to. If they don't like what I do, it's their problem. Not mine. Definitely, not mine.