I have a Facebook account that I stupidly opened about six years ago, but I wasn't happy with my life so I didn't accept any friend requests from anyone. I honest didn't expect anyone to find me. I never go on there or post anything, my Facebook account is basically a ghost town of sorts. I'm okay in a weird denial sort of way about it. I just pretend that I forgot I ever opened the damn thing, pretend that I'm too busy and have better things to do, but really I don't want my old friends to see that I'm a failure. Maybe I'm not a failure, but I feel like a failure, because I quit working in my field of study a little over fifteen years ago. Did I mention that I'm a college drop out? I'm living somewhat near my hometown now, but inside I'm a million miles away.
... but I digress. Nope, I don't use social media. Sorry about the random, stream of consciousness rant about my insecurities an inadequacies. Blarg.
Iin that I feel depressed and have low self of steam because....
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I have a Facebook account that I stupidly opened about six years ago, but I wasn't happy with my life so I didn't accept any friend requests from anyone. I honest didn't expect anyone to find me. I never go on there or post anything, my Facebook account is basically a ghost town of sorts. I'm okay in a weird denial sort of way about it. I just pretend that I forgot I ever opened the damn thing, pretend that I'm too busy and have better things to do, but really I don't want my old friends to see that I'm a failure. Maybe I'm not a failure, but I feel like a failure, because I quit working in my field of study a little over fifteen years ago. Did I mention that I'm a college drop out? I'm living somewhat near my hometown now, but inside I'm a million miles away.
... but I digress. Nope, I don't use social media. Sorry about the random, stream of consciousness rant about my insecurities an inadequacies. Blarg.