I am different. they fear what they don't understand.
Do you mean to say they don't fear you?
Several centuries ago, I am quite certain I would have been burned as a witch. Maybe some autistics were.
I'll get to Facebook in a sec, but I recently read a bunch of pages on the Salem Witch Trials of 1692 after discovering that my great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-grandfather and his brood lived in a town about 20-25 miles (32-40 km) from Salem, Massachusetts at the time (looks like the nonsense didn't affect their town). A bunch of petty, petty squabbling between families looking to blame anyone they could for their misfortunes, picking on easy targets, mostly old and poor people, but always people who didn't fit in. All motivated by fear, paranoia and jealousy. I'm sure Jesus was impressed!
I don't mind having Facebook around for keeping in touch with acquaintances, but I wouldn't consider what goes on there genuine socializing. Recently I got some very good advice about digital pianos from an old friend from high school, so that was nice. I'm fortunate that I haven't suffered at all because of Facebook.
That being said, I keep my cards close to my chest. I'm too busy living life to broadcast it. I'm very glad Facebook (or Twitter, or texting) wasn't around when I was in high school, or when I was single! It's hard enough trying to read social cues in real life or on telephones, let alone from text. I've learned the value of emoticons!
I'm glad they gave you the option of hiding posts from certain people. I'm not a fan of those who post vague, sad-sack status updates to get attention and sympathy from others. Way to crowd-source your misery! If it helps them get in touch with someone and they feel better after having a real conversation, that's cool, but somehow I doubt that's the intended purpose in a lot of cases.