Had my fill.

I realize that I'm still dealing with the acute confidence loss that comes with the death of a 13-year relationship, on top of the chronic confidence loss that comes with being, well, me.

But have I really fallen so far as to be upset when unfollowed on bloody twitter by somebody who I am also connected with on other social networking sites? What did I do? Am I that boring? Did I say something I shouldn't? What's the story? Why didn't they drop me elsewhere?

See, that's ridiculous thinking. I admire this person's art (and admittedly she's really cute), but do I really care? I've never actually MET them. I never WILL meet them. They don't live in my city. So who gives a fuck?

I need to get off the goddamn internet and start a more vigorous effort to forge some real relationships. This is pathetic. Self-deprecating nature and despite my history of confidence issues aside, this is not who I am. I am not that desperate to be liked. I am better than this.

Fuck this.

I've had enough.