I tend to scour the internet, finding friendships in the sticky arms of the world wide web. I'm practically addicted to the internet and its tools, and I don't know why.
I am content with the friends I have in real life, they're all lovely and good and I truthfully only need them.
I think the issue is that they all know me better than I'm comfortable with. Pretending around them is hard. They know who I am and I can't hide it.
The thing with making friends on the internet is that these people only know how much I choose to let them know. They don't know my bad habits, they don't know how tired and wound up I constantly am.
Reality is, I'm constantly dealing with negative emotions and it really does take a visible toll on me, and people that personally know me can tell. Its like, if I can pretend that I have my life together to some face on the internet, then I feel as if I do for the time being.
That is until I close my laptop and shut off my phone, and then I am again alone with my own mind.
