
Let’s talk about Facebook-stalking our exes.
And don’t pretend you haven’t done it – we’ve all been there. Some of you more times than you’d care to admit, I’m sure.
I’ll put my hand up. Hell, I’ve even Google-stalked an ex. It felt a bit like looking at online porn: a great idea at the time, but afterwards I just felt silly. And didn’t tell anyone about it.
I tell myself it’s a journalist’s natural curiosity. But really, I’m just nosey as hell.
Let’s face it: there’s no reason to be Facey friends with an ex we have nothing to do with in real life. Remember how it worked in the days before social media? Mostly we’d avoid them at all costs. Or drive by their house.
And really, that’s what Facebook-stalking is: the online equivalent of doing a late-night drive-by.
No, you can’t bring yourself to hit that “unfriend” button because you live in hope that every humble-brag status update and photo of you looking hot drives the knife a little deeper. Plus, you need to keep secretly checking that you’re still winning the break-up.
Watch the Mamamia team reveal what they’d say to ‘the one who got away’. (Post continues after video.)
Instead, the savvy among us take advantage of the magical “unsubscribe from status updates” button, many usually reserve for “new mum” friends, thus keeping the door open to casual surveillance.