After a couple’ days away from social medias, it’s hard to get back into it. People’s posts just anger me, irritate me; I keep being told about things I don’t want to know, things I don’t care about. It feels like stepping back into a cold pool of water I’m not used to anymore until my body temperature adapts and it feels okay again.
Maybe I should give up on facebook…? I’m afraid of missing out on things I care about, but there’s so much shit through it all…
Life is weird
Some middle-aged man I hated died this weekend. I don’t care. He was a fat creep who stared at my girlfriend weird and tried to cheat on his wife with my girlfriend’s mom. I don’t care about him.
But I knew him, and he died from cancer; wasn’t that old. It just weirds me out. It’s like when someone you know dies, even if you don’t give a shit about them, it’s like life reminding you that all things end; and you don’t always get a warning. You don’t get an email saying how many days you have left.
I don’t care about him, but his death reminds me to care about myself and the people who surround me.
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