Doing the art mumbo jumbo since May has given me some relief. The social media part has given me grief. Ha. Poetry!
It's funny not funny. Finding out that only 5 people on one particular site like anything I post is very painful. I had almost 3000 followers at one point. (I'm slowly removing and blocking followers there) A lot of the people are people I know personally. I was told this by a guy I respect "You don't want me to like it if I actually don't do you?" He's right. So here I am at 67. Friendless. Living from minute to minute in pain mostly. Haven't been on a date in 14 years. So this is how it ends? There's so much more that is really really really bothering me that is too unsafe here to write down. What a crappy way to live. I'm not particularly brave. I am stubborn in a few areas.
I read about people like me. I'm the person you don't want to answer the phone when you see me calling. Uou don't want to see a text from me. A miserable energy vampire and victim.
Luckily you can scroll quickly by my posts. Ok. I need to stop resisting that. I try to change it and it gets stronger. Well. thanks for reading my TED Talk.