I read this Washington Post article. It explained that at least half of the people I consider my friend can’t stand me. It says social media is ruining us all. Instead of meaningful interactions and connections, we have been reduced to shares, likes, and comments.
So I read on. Existential Nihilism, Stoic Philosphy. I don’t matter, I’ve always known it. Postmodernism.
I made myself a promise. If I deleted my Facebook and didn’t hear a word from any of my friends that like and comment, who message and share. I am allowed to let my insignificant existence eat me alive.
Whatever is left of my corpse is what I have to work with.
I haven’t had a call or text in two days.
Satisfying as fuck.