Hah, sorry, I didn’t mean it to be depressing. True, I was kinda venting a painful experience but . . .my sincere hope is that someone might learn from my mistakes, and finally stop putting off spending time with people who matter to them.
There will always be excuses to put it off til “next time”, “one day”, “eventually…”, but we don’t have forever to get over them, and we need our fellows more than we ever have.
And yeah, the terminally-online are a frightening combination of “ferociously bitter” and “obsessed with being ‘a part of something’”, that they actually rejoice in the suffering of others as if oppression is some kind of football game.
I want no part of whatever someone like that is selling.


Don’t have time for too much complex thought right now but just wanted to say THANK YOU.
I feel like pop culture has really fed into this nonsense, where every scene between anybody is written/filmed as “ship-bait”.
This idea people can’t be friends without underlying sexual tension feels a lot like “you can’t just enjoy something without putting it online and side-hustling it.” And it sucks.
It feels like another extension of how everyone sees every single human interaction as transactional anymore.