I'm addicted to Instagram. Well, that's not much of a confession these days.

Correction. I'm addicted to Instagram comments. Hmm, that's a little odd.

To be specific, I'm addicted to the hating-type comments and commenting fights people get into  over a celebrity/pseudo-celebrity's post on Instagram. Okay, this woman needs therapy. 

You see the problem now, right? Seriously, I can't quite figure out when I stopped being a lover, but suddenly watching or rather reading people hate on celebrities can occupy me for nearly an hour before I snap myself out of it. It's like a trance. I actually don't follow that many celebrities on Instagram. But one of their pictures will scroll across my feed (or someone I follow will post a screenshot) and before I know it - I'm clicking and searching and then clicking again, and bam! I bump smack into a comment war about how Kim K's bottom must be fake because how else could it look that good in a white bathing suit post baby weight. And then I'm slightly obsessed with the thread of comments. I must know what was said before and after that comment, and I have to know what made xO_iLoveYouKim call Why_Is_Kim_Relevant a 'dirty hating wannabe hoe'. (Yes, that phrase was uttered as an insult to a Kim K hater. I couldn't make this stuff up if I tried.) And to top it all off, I'm not even personally invested in the slightest. I mean, I give Kim K props because she looks good, real or not real, but I don't particularly hate her or love her (now Khloe's different - Laahhvvveee her!). So why am I researching this all like a private eye, examining the picture for editing or incision marks and checking the profiles of commenters who seem like attention-seekers? I honestly don't have an answer, at least not a good one.

It's mostly entertaining. It's astounding how personally invested people get with a celebrity's life, which social media platforms like Instagram and Twitter give us an unclose and personal look at daily or whenever they update. And I find it hilarious how people take the time to post such hateful comments on someone's photo and then others find it necessary to defend that person as if they were best friends, resulting a 1,000+ comment love/hate fest. Can't you all just judge and obsess silently like the rest of us (somewhat) normal people? And when did people get so damn mean? It's not like your comments are getting lost in the webs of the internet, never to be seen again. These celebrities get that same little symbol over their heart tab just like the rest of us. I can't imagine opening up Instagram and reading some of those comments.  

Moral of the story: people are despicable. Just kidding. The moral is that I need to find a much better use of my time. For real.

I can't be the only one with a (not so) slightly strange habit on social media. Care to share a few of yours?

Dear Women Who Talk S#!t About Their Men On Social Media,

Today's Blogtember prompt: An anonymous letter to your Facebook friends. Be as snarky as you'd like (but no real names!).

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Dear Women Who Talk S#!t About Their Men on Social Media,

Stop. Seriously, just stop. It's embarrassing. Both for you and for me as a member of the female gender. I can't stand when I'm ranting about something and one of my guys friends is all like "don't go subliminal, emotional tweeting about me and s#!t." They expect this from women because quite frankly, that's what some of you do. You wanna throw a quote up there about how a woman deserves to be loved or some inspiring music lyric (think Maroon 5 "She Will Be Loved" or Maxwell's "Fortunate") ? Fine. But an entire status dedicated to how "men ain't s#!t"? Please, no. I can't stand this notion in general, anyways. I don't want to know that your no-good boyfriend forgot your anniversary or that the father of your child spent the rent money on a trip to Vegas. And you shouldn't want me or anyone else on FaceBook to know that either.

If you are wondering why you suddenly cannot see my profile, it's because I can no longer be a witness to you demeaning yourself. Really, what does this public bashing accomplish? Is it for people to comment on how messed up your guy is? I'm assuming that because you are in a relationship that you care about your guy (goodness I hope so!), so why would you put him out there like that? Because really, all I end up thinking is "wow, she's a dumb broad". I mean excuse my french, but it really just makes you look bad. I get that relationships are difficult to navigate, and that men surely don't make it easier sometimes. So call your girl up and ask for some advice. If we're friends, ask me out for a few drinks and some "girl" time. Don't put him on blast because it's putting you on blast too. I mean, you're still with him, right?  

And then you go on to talk about how you are an "independent woman" or a "single mom perfectly capable of raising her child on her own". I'm not going to be as bold as to doubt your qualities. For all I know, you are all of that and more. But how does your ratchet status support it? You're fine being a single mom so you've gotta let everyone know how bitter you are about your deadbeat baby-daddy? Umm yeah…

So go ahead, be independent, be capable, be beautiful, be smart, be all of the things - and please, be quiet.

Sincerely,
A Woman With Good Intentions

*Please note: I don't intend to bash anyone in anyway. I'm not a woman-hating woman or anything. I just need us to do better.