I don't have time for that social media shyt because I'm too busy facing reality. My reality isn't bad but it ain't good either. It's painful to be honest. That is something I can't avoid. It hurts me to know that I can't even be real with other people and etc because they're too busy being fake and want me to help them live a lie to make them feel comfortable. My life has always been uncomfortable because I've had to be in situations outside of my comfort zone. Being real for some reason bothers them. It angers me because I remember back in high school, there were a few people that actually understood why I was the way I was at the time and the people that didn't get it were the fake and the frauds. Now you have a whole bunch of fake people lying to themselves and everybody trying to make the real people seem like they're crazy. So a guy like me is a weirdo to them when I'm not being open or living like them.
Im not interested in posting photos of myself for someones attention who thinks a like counts as socializing, showing photos of where I'm at indicating how lonely I am, saying my thoughts and views because I have nobody to tell them to and basically begging people to actually know me. I been there and done that and it wasn't worth it. I felt a lot worse like here I am still feeling socially isolated around people who can see me posting but only care about themselves. Like when I was using fakebook, I had people that only added me as their friend because they needed people to make themselves seem larger than life. Not because they wanted to know them. I REFUSE to be someone's ego boost or feed someones narcissism. I need REAL people around me because I'm dealing with real shyt.