Hey: Connecting is Hard

The universe is a cruel, uncaring void. The key to being happy isn't a search for meaning. It's to just keep yourself busy with unimportant nonsense, and eventually, you'll be dead.--Mr. PeanutbutterI love my solitude. Being an introvert, I need it to recharge. But I recognize when it no longer that does that. When it's not restful, then it's loneliness. Everyone gets lonely. Everyone. Two years ago it was as easy as following me on Facebook. Now, it takes a little more effort because I want the effort. I am inconvenient, and that's by design. I wrote a whole spiel about it on my one and only Instagram post (and don't bother asking for it; it's for lurking, last resorts, and club hookups). I got tired of talking about it, so I decided to be about it– show, not tell. Unfortunately... for a lot of folx that bit of friction isn't worth it. That's something I've made peace with (lies), and I get the occasional Sad Feel when I feel like I'm not good enough to be inconvenienced for. Oh…