I’m not sure which I like better: people who pretend to care in order to make a connection or people who are honest about not caring so you don’t waste your time.

I should mention: this is about hobbies. Hobbies I talk about to people I know aren’t into them because the conversation fills the void and gets me away from uncomfortable conversations I actually want to have.

I’ve been... doing a lot of soul-searching lately. And it’s uncomfortable but necessary, and I want outside opinion on the things I’m considering. But I don’t want to talk to people about them.

Some of it is thoughts that come up (at least) every June, some of it is novel to the season of life I’m in, some of it is novel to the circumstances of the year, some of it is novel to newly opened eyes.

I’m sorry if this ends up in your feed. Part of me wants to be seen. Part of me (for various honest reasons) says that I should leave my voice be for now. Possibly forever. But I started this vague cryptic train lol and I can’t just stop it.

I guess... end thread? Lol the irony