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.